FYI: The April issue of Rue Morgue magazine has Lux Interior on the cover, and there's a huge Cramps retrospective inside.
What? She killed 'em with mathematics. What else could it have been?
Jayne ,'Objects In Space'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Atropa - Apr 07, 2009 9:37:27 am PDT #943 of 6436
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
DavidS - Apr 08, 2009 9:45:26 am PDT #944 of 6436
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Special for Corwood: A Can rarity.
DavidS - Apr 08, 2009 9:57:42 am PDT #945 of 6436
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Can you stand...The French Sixties Grooviness?
Hayden - Apr 08, 2009 2:20:18 pm PDT #946 of 6436
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Thanks, man!
smonster - Apr 09, 2009 8:28:21 am PDT #947 of 6436
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
The French grooviness is, comment dit-on, NSFW. Which didn't stop me, but might you.
megan walker - Apr 09, 2009 9:11:06 am PDT #948 of 6436
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Shouldn't that be PSPT (Pas Sûr Pour le Travail)?
Jon B. - Apr 09, 2009 4:12:52 pm PDT #949 of 6436
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!
Don't try to take photos at a Ting Tings show: [link]
smonster - Apr 10, 2009 5:44:49 am PDT #950 of 6436
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Megan, probablement. ::sourire grande::
tommyrot - Apr 10, 2009 8:00:03 am PDT #951 of 6436
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
DavidS - Apr 10, 2009 8:12:51 am PDT #952 of 6436
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I'm not sure I get the point of complaining about Colin Meloy's fruity lyrics. They've always been exactly that pretentious. It seems belated and obvious.
After the fourth Smiths album who's going to give a shit if a reviewer finds Morrissey bitchy, self-involved and overly dramatic? Shocker!