“people, i just want to say, you know, can we all get along?“
unequivically the answer is “no” if a fraternal bond is shared between your guitarist and vocalist while happening to be a black crowe, oasis or kink. again there be a “nay” if your brothers bee gibb whereas the deleos and maddens carry on [...]

isn’t it odd that a boy can be turned into this? how is it that franklin’s journey to tinseltown returns him as this? when is a king not fit for a queen but rather just bad company? sometimes family is not a fit substitute, but all of this probably makes sense when it is realized [...]

…and don henley should know, being in the eagles.

“there’s a place down there where the heads are square”
ah, the mess that is texas. when the lone star state is thought of, clearly at the forefront of that thought is retardation; the state of the union is strong as long as texas is executing and electing retards. if, as gunny sargent hartman duly noted, [...]

is it to be believed that professor henry higgins has somehow transformed eliza blink-182 into a respectable musician? hardly…so who spiked delonge’s snapple? hasn’t anybody fessed up yet and let him know, “dude, it’s not you, it’s the drugs?” what else can account for the following grandiosity regarding his angels and airwaves:
“[i'm] preparing the [...]

amidst the mad cabaret of divertissement that is the media saturated world erupted a ponderous sound of aspersions and aberrations, madness and machinations, unsoundness and sonance. the birth of nuova europa, midwifed by an eno, covered by a lillywhite caul, flood suckled and anointed with lanois, ushered a sonic examination of retrospection and hedonism, vacancy [...]

“who’s gonna throw that minstrel boy a coin?”
there is aural pleasure in viewing a martian transition. witness 21st century american ingenuity!