It's great news, hey Jon?
Buffy ,'Lessons'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
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.
Yeah, it was amazing!
yay for renewed health!
I have put up my unconventional love song at buffistarawk. Mike Doughty sings to the "sunkeneyed girl in the sandwich shop." It's loooove.
Excellent. And thanks for explaining the mysterious ways of Hep C.
So, am I overreacting when I call this guy the tooliest tool who's ever been compared to a socket wrench?
Unfortunately, not even the biggest tool at TNR.
So, am I overreacting when I call this guy the tooliest tool who's ever been compared to a socket wrench?
You're not wrong.
I read TNR as TRL and automatically assumed you meant the First King of Tools Carson Daly. However, the TNR guy is actually Toolier.
2-second new CD reviews:
New Pornographers,
Twin Cinema:
love it
Waco Brothers,
Freedom and Weep:
bored now
So, am I overreacting when I call this guy the tooliest tool who's ever been compared to a socket wrench?
No, not overreacting.
Hi. Officially entering the thread I probably belong in.
So, am I overreacting when I call this guy the tooliest tool who's ever been compared to a socket wrench?
Tooliest? I think Pat Robertson currently holds that title. But a tool nonetheless.
One thing that annoys me about a certain segment of "music snobs" is that unless you grew up/lived/went to college in Chicago/Boston/NYC/LA/SF you don't know good music. And, in a sense, they're right. But the one thing that the MP3 revolution has done is get the good stuff to the kids who, like me, grew up in godforesaken places like Oklahoma. When I was in high school you could count on one hand the number of kids who listened to anything that wasn't hair metal or bad country. Now, the kids have access to the sort of music that I had never heard of back then, thanks to iPods and music sharing.
Last Christmas I watched a pack of teenage girls debate the merits of the Decemberists vs. Weezer in a Tulsa Borders store. And we're not talking goths, we're talking makeup and hair and 16. That never would have happened in Tulsa circa 1990.