I guess what bothers me the most is the assumption that the person who wrote or performed a stupid song must inherently be stupid themselves. I mean, he cites some interviews that I admittedly have not heard or read, so maybe there's some additional evidence, but k.d. Lang With A Beard could probably stand to slow his…

"Six'o'Clock Blues" is a pretty good tune with a nice old-school R&B vibe…?

Wonder which German supermodel Big Jay Oakerson married.

It's pretty hard to opine at length about a song/artist you hate without coming off as a douche-canoe, as this feature has proven time and time again.

Waaaaaaaait a minute, wait a minute. So you aren't allowed to talk about feminism if you have the gall to believe there is such a thing as a person who is both a woman and stupid?

Just so we're clear here, the guy who performs cabaret medleys of '90s NICKELODEON THEME SONGS thinks Meghan Trainor is annoying and stupid.

"You ought to take that cane, and beat whoever made that suit to death." — RIP Buck Nasty a.k.a. Darkness a.k.a. Charlie Murphy

I graduated long ago from Pizza Hut pizza thanks to old-school Italian friends of the family who introduced us to real pizza, but at least once a year, I still get a powerful hankering for that Pizza Hut crust.

Robbie Robertson, (self-titled), 1987 — This album probably isn't as great as I think, because it's kind of a musical touchstone. It was one of the first of my father's LPs that really caught my attention. A lot of it is 1980s-style hokey, production-wise — thank God the spoken-word lyrics trend was short-lived! — but…

The Baldwin brothers in "Don't Be a Menace While Shopping For Bulova Watches and Pharmaceutical-Grade Cocaine in Beverly Hills."

Line(s) of the night for me were:

I've never understood the "eating awful things" aspect of Fear Factor. No one is afraid to eat something gross — they just don't want to do it. You could make the argument that they're afraid of how it will taste, but I don't think that's the same thing as making the person who's afraid of spiders lay down in a tank…

They are the white Wayanses.

I view the Calderon stuff as more of a vehicle to get Slater into the plot, who I think has been one of the best guest characters to appear in the series.

Sorry, but if you don't think Archer: Vice was an idea that worked, you don't need to be doing these reviews. #Cherlene #CocaLeafSmoothies

As a member of a dying industry — newspapers — whose members are nearly universally reviled nowadays — reporters — I can sympathize with this.

I think where "Time Out of Mind" ranks — and whether it cracks the Top Five — depends largely on age. For someone like me, who was born in the early '80s and slowly discovered Dylan through my dad's record collection, "Time Out of Mind" was the perfect thing at the perfect time: a brand-new, excellent Dylan record in…

I agree. I am of the Jules Winnfield School of "Sewer rat may taste like pumpkin pie, but I'd never know 'cause I wouldn't eat the filthy motherf**ker." I am intrigued by the smell vs. taste argument, though, because I absolutely agree that while stanky Parmesan cheese can indeed smell like dirty socks and/or vomit,…

…followed by some stanky dank? (sorry, couldn't resist)

I have a formative-years sentimental attachment to that record, as it was one of the LPs in my dad's regular rotation when I started paying closer attention to his music. "Fallen Angel" and "Sonny Got Caught in the Moonlight" are my favorites. It was also really cool to see Phil Lesh & Friends resurrect "Broken Arrow"…