I don't know why exactly I listened to this album (I think somebody may have favorably compared it to Portishead), but she's not bad at all.
I don't know why exactly I listened to this album (I think somebody may have favorably compared it to Portishead), but she's not bad at all.
I believe it, because there is an unusual concentration of amazing hole-in-the-wall pizza places in those LA beach communities (Redondo, Manhattan, Hermosa, Venice, etc.), most of which you only seem to hear about through word of mouth. There is this one place in Manhattan Beach (can't remember the name) where the…
But now I think you're talking about social anxiety, and introversion is neither necessary nor sufficient for social anxiety. I'm talking about just not being interested in sex, and the fact that it seems like people associate a lack of interest in sex with autism or anxiety or various other "problems," perhaps…
My sarcasm detector is in the shop. :)
I guess "terrible" is maybe an overly strong word, and I certainly don't feel that way all the time, but I probably feel that way more often that most people seem to. What interests me is that you implied a relationship between autism and asexuality, and that you believe the times we live in are unusual in some way.
Astonished at the number of upvotes this has, but count me in.
So he's annoyed because his idea was stolen by Radiohead, which was that bands should give away their intellectual property for free because hey, everyone will just steal it anyway. Nice. The irony is so thick, I can't even start to dissect it. I think this gets at the post-Napster insanity of being a working…
Well said. As much as I hate to admit it, I think Kylo Ren is more interesting than Vader, but that's very different than saying he's better/cooler/more badass than Vader.
Gish is fine, but Mayonaise? Cherub Rock? 1979? Insufferable, really?
Yes he was. Pastichio Medley alone disposes of more great riffs than most bands come up with in their entire careers. Maybe it's not a coincidence that he kind of lost it right after that.
No Smashing Pumpkins in a Chicagoan's collection? I was kind of looking forward to seeing what would be thrown out and kept with those.
I live in the LA area and I've never seen this as far as I know. Is it like a variation on that thing in the 80s and 90s where people would sandblast all the paint off a classic lowrider and leave the bare gray metal?
Maybe I'm misinterpreting what he said, but that was an awfully strange, out-of-left-field diss. Is he really saying that Sugar Ray and the Macarena are worthy of nostalgia, but Smash Mouth isn't?
I think Rubberneck may be the most underrated hard rock album of the 90s. Except for STP's Purple, I don't know of another even roughly similar album from that era that's almost wall-to-wall fantastic. I don't miss a chance on the AV Club to strongly encourage any and all rock fans to listen to Rubberneck in its…
Even taking into account that JW set the bar impossibly high with Jaws, Star Wars/Empire, Superman, Raiders, and ET, it does seem like there hasn't been anything even close to any of those for 20 years or more.
If any movie has shown that true terror is suggestion, atmosphere, and creeping doom, it's the original Blair Witch, so I really hope the new one doesn't resort exclusively to cheap jump tactics. Listen up, Hollywood: startling the audience is not the same as frightening them.
I live in Los Angeles, so there's no shortage of great Mexican food, and I still wouldn't call Chipotle terrible by a long shot. In fact, it's downright amazing compared to Taco Bell or whatever fast food Mexican joints people have to put up with if they live outside the southwest US.
I sincerely hope they will cruise up high and then descend right in front of the delivery destination. If these things are buzzing around right in front of my house, yes absolutely I will be taking shots at them.
I'm alarmed at how willingly everyone seems to be accepting this. Please tell me that homeowners own at least a few hundred feet of the airspace above their houses.
It's the only Spice Girls song I remember. Damn fine songcraft.