Great news—I was considering downloading episodes of this show illegally but I don’t wanna be a pirate!

Let’s all take a moment to remember that American Flyer was a not-bad Americana-meets-yacht rock “supergroup” whose first album was produced by George Martin

Never mind Superstar, how could you forget Velvet Goldmine

Yeah, I thought this write-up in particular was a little strong in ignoring some of the shadings of character that are there to complicate the general thematic point of the show. Olivia learned something important about herself in observing Paula’s “fucking everything up” (which she most definitely did) and is likely…

I have not yet seen “The Lotus Eaters” episode but if I had to choose I would pick Mark (Steve Zahn). First, there doesn’t seem to be any hard evidence that it’s not him, but more importantly it makes thematic sense: he enters the story worried that he might die, his father died when he was his age (or was it one year…

Does anyone remember “The Young Ones” where Motörhead played this song in the guys’ kitchen? That was pretty cool. (Unless I dreamed it?)

Oh Tippett you’re so fine
you’re so fine you blow my mind
Hey Tippett!
Hey Tippett!

To be fair, I think he was meant to look like absolute shit in that sketch. You see, part of the humor of that sketch lay in the probability that he didn’t have triples of the Barracuda.

Yes, the Mongolia chapter is amazing. All the WWII-era stuff is amazing, in fact.

I am finishing up Haruki Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. It’s my first Murakami and with less than 200 pages to go I’m kind of wondering what people see in this guy’s stuff. Not that I’m not open to it all “coming together” in some satisfying way at the end, but some parts are quite boring (while other parts…

Straight Man is such a funny book. So many great one-liners.

Late to the party, again, but is there a reason why June couldn’t ask for Hannah as part of the deal to hand Waterford over? She and Mark seemed to have the upper hand in that abandoned diner negotiation.

Know who really really really doesn’t care? Bruce Lee

“the zeal of the original tweetstorm”

Maybe it’s because I didn’t put all my chips into this show being everything to all people or maybe it’s because I’ve never read the book, but I really don’t understand all the loathing of this show. I’m as feminist and anti-Christofascism as a lapsed Catholic can be (which I feel is saying something), but I don’t…

Never mind Rebecca Black, what’s going on with Patrice “Pato” Wilson and his monster flow?

I grew up listening to classic rock, so I’d be lying if I said I never liked Layla, or never got chills during his solo on “Crossroads,” or never turn it up when “Lay Down Sally” comes on. But I think it was the key change on “It’s in the Way That You Use It” that first made me think, “You know what? This guy MIGHT…

When I was working in Manhattan in late 1998, I was taken to Planet Hollywood by coworkers for my birthday. All I remember is seeing a plate of Cap’n Crunch-covered chicken tenders and thinking, “I rather doubt Bruce Willis eats these.”

I just started We Take Care of Our Own by Christopher Clancy. It’s kind of long but check out this plot: a secret government program takes veterans with PTSD and grooms them to become mass shooters at anti-war protests. Sick dystopian shit.

If you have a problem with that, don’t look at the Washington Post’s obit. It’s like the fifth paragraph and kind of goes into too much detail about that particular scene. It made me wonder just how shocking that movie must have been when it came out. By the time I saw Deliverance, on home video, I was a jaded teen…