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Bowie’s run of good albums from The Man Who Sold The World to Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) will never be topped. Sure, I’m not really counting Pin-Ups and some in there are only good, not great (Young Americans) but still a hell of an achievement.

Onion Inc. is Bunionizing? Stupid monkey!

Still marinating on that new Preoccupations album. Their first album was not just good, it was great. The second one was good, not great. My first impression of the new one is that it’s just a hair below that. (I do love Depeche Mode and OMD though).

Wolf359 with no Entetrprise

SPOILERS!

There are some perfectly good reasons I should be president... would you like me to share them with you, or do you want to see me sock a few dingers?

These articles certainly get a bit more challenging back when halfway-decent stuff got up on the charts, don’t they? One of the few contexts where the brilliance of a pre-Autobahn Kraftwerk album will get discussed.

Forgot about “We Don’t Need This Fascist Groove Thang” until I threw some Heaven 17 in while making breakfast today. Good times!

Standard time makes no damn sense. Nobody wakes up with the sun anymore, except for that one guy on the Judge John Hodgman podcast, and even he gave it up. Put that daylight where it belongs, at the end of the day!

I’ve read it twice, five years between the readings. The first time I had some trouble understanding it, but the second time I got it much quicker.

Cool, I love Jay-Z too.

Burn After Reading is a close kin to The Big Lebowski in my mind. It’s based more on spy novels than detective novels, and it’s played as kind of a black comedy as opposed to Lebowski’s farce, but they visit the same idea: A couple of people of unremarkable, perhaps below average intelligence get it in their heads

I have those same sunglasses as Al in that picture. I found them in a parking lot.

Well there’s still Leonard Coh-

Don’t go too crazy, he IS a scientologist.

NPR is running a story this morning about how tough it is for the guy who produced The Apprentice to watch televised Trump cabinet meetings. I decided the story did not fully meet the standards of what you might call “information” or “news” so i listened to Propaganda by Sparks instead.

I dunno. Calling The Streets “the British Eminem” does them no favors. Eminem is incredibly skilled. The Streets are highly amateurish, but they had enough charm and novelty to float Original Pirate Material. Their second album stepped up the storytelling aspect and gave them another success, but the tank was out of

He’s so damn good in Half A Life, he elevated a Lwaxanna episode into the realm of quality television.

Bowery Electriccccccccc! Listened to that album this week, still great.

The shuffle thread is dead. Long live the shuffle thread!