I've literally never had the option to choose "first concert" as a security question.

Ray Romano barely looks like Ray Romano with the beard.

When I originally heard about the casting, I remember thinking that McConaughey might make a better Roland than MIB. But I think it's all about how he chooses to play the character. If he invests Flagg with a demented sense of fun, delighting in the ways he is tormenting Roland, I think it could work very well.

I feel like one of two things must be true: 1) Mac DeMarco is a giant practical joke being played on all of us by Paul Scheer, or 2) Paul Scheer is a giant practical joke being played on all of us by Mac DeMarco.

I went to Bonnaroo in its second year, and at that time, it was just about everything I could have asked for, musically speaking. Got to see a bunch of bucket-list bands — surviving Dead members, Allman Bros., Neil Young & Crazy Horse, JAMES F***ING BROWN! — for under $200 a ticket. They had their sh*t together as far…

"My insurance premiums are about to get MURRRRDDDAAAAAAA'D."

Following #fyrefestival over the weekend was f***ing amazing.

Nope, just pointing out that this is kind of like the dude from Nickelback bitching about Creed.

I mean, as long as we're blatantly making fun of physical appearance, I doubt Oakerson has been kissed by any roses that weren't made of milk chocolate.

Hopefully Guy Ritchie doesn't sully my tween years with this the way Michael Bay sullied my childhood with Transformers.

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."