See, sonny, some of us here are skilled enough writers to be able to parody the beyond parody posts of Koch-holsters like yourself. So it's good to check we're not trampling over a joke with our replies.

Worst Connery Bond movie ever.

(Full disclosure: Breitbart is in my commenting history, as I troll them in idle moments.)

You might be considered funny at Breitbart, sonny. Here, you're just … melancholy.

I just said above - I've heard it said, but I can't see it myself.

They used to get compared to Dire Straits a lot too. I mean, I think that's a good thing, but I don't hear it.

Seems risky, but all right - we'll see how it goes next week.

I really liked Electric Arguments - well, most of it, it's a touch long.

I thought Robert Plant was from the midlands. Is there more than one, and is he also nicknamed Percy?

Funkadelic/Parliament, and some Northern Soul compilations. And maybe some Van Morrison for quieter moments.

Magical Mystery Tour, too - might be nice to hear what could be done with I Am The Walrus.

I like my surly punk cool as much as anyone, but they looked like they were having an absolute blast on stage, and that's always good to see. It's the same with The E Street Band.

We need to cleanse ourselves by burning our music collections. (You go first.)

I wonder if they will revamp the Beatles albums, since the new mix seems to've gone over well (though it took me a few listens, I'll admit). Honestly, just centre the voices and I'll be happy. (In fact I'm happy with the mono mixes, but you know what I mean.)

A lot of Talking Heads (saw Stop Making Sense for the first time the other evening - excellent), some Nick Cave, some Pretenders (only just getting round to them), and some Black Lips. Sgt. Pepper's in all its remixed and remastered iterations, too. The new remix is growing on me a lot, but still: mono.

I'm a 'flawed people can make great art' person, so none of that bothers me unduly.

I just finished it. He's not for me, I'm concluding.

She said one of my favourite things about rock n' roll - that it should make cheerleaders want acne scars.

Getting to the end of The City and The City by China Mieville. I know he has his adherents here, but I'll be glad when it's over.

I would cross the street to avoid her, and that's the truth.