That article about Hallelujah contains this awesome paragraph:
The most prominent example is Imogen Heap, someone who I, at least, had not heard of since a cassingle was mailed to me in 1998. But Heap's song "Hide and Seek" soundtracked the final moments of the OC's second season, the slot occupied a year before by a full rendition of Buckey's "Hallelujah." This pairing was so successful that, for the finale of season three, the final moments were accompanied, once again, by Heap, this time covering --and, to be clear, I am not shitting you--"Hallelujah." This is the point where the OC consumes itself whole, and it is a sickeningly gorgeous thing to watch.
C Cap'n Crunch, M Quaker Oats Guy, F Mr. Clean
I like bald heads.
"I'm a firm believer in the old adage "Spare the electric shock collar, spoil the child."
I'm skeered, but is it Joe?
F, C, M - Count Chocula, Capn Crunch, Quisp.
Seriously. Who do you chuck?! F Cary Grant, I'm pretty sure, but I don't know who to M.
Henry Fonda wasn't a terribly good husband or father according to most of what I've read. Jimmy Stewart supposedly slept around a lot while he was single, but once he got married he was supposedly Mr. Monogamy. Of course they were bachelor roommates for a while in their early Hollywood days (though not in the Cary Grant/Randolph Scott sense of the concept) and lifelong friends (Jane Fonda has an oft-repeated story of seeing a drunk Jimmy Stewart dressed as Santa Claus trying to help decorate the Fonda Xmas tree on a step ladder and completely falling off the ladder and into the tree).
I'm a firm believer in the old adage "Spare the electric shock collar, spoil the child."
NoiseDesign. or Madrigal?
What's that song they used on the OC when Marisa shot Ryan's brother?
