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Observing Courtney Love walk and talk has made be truly understand why Kurt put a bullet in his head.
Though Dave Chapelle isn't funny all of the time, I personally feel that he has the potential to become a Richard Pryor-esque mark in comedic history.
Enzyte? I thought actual penis size didn't really apply physically to sexual pleasure? Can you imagine the bro who "suffers" due to stereotypes? His average penis just got bigger because of a mail-ordered pill and his signifigant other is a little more uncomfortable over thrilled. There's nothing like having a huge rod shoved up your vagina repeatedly until you reach the satisfaction that you've longed to experience.
Franz Ferdinand breed catchy dance pop with sincere rock and roll music. If you can't realize this than you're retarded.
Hey health craze, where'd you come from all of a sudden? No carbs, low carbs, burgers without buns, I'll redirect myself away from a pun. As if eating a slab of meat will do you better than eating a piece of bread or a potato. Last time I checked, the entire country was chowing down on double cheese hamburgers while singing "I'm Loving' It" at quite an apathetic ease. Make up your fucking minds you fat, hypocritical idiots. The only true change is in you, not your hip diet or local chain restaurant.
Clay Aitken can just suck my recently showered Canadian dick. You're not Highlander. You're not the Invisible Man. Or whatever your pop song proclaims. I'll stab you in the front of your neck with a shank and cut the flesh that coats your bones. Shut the fuck up.
The more television and celebrity that unfortunately catches my attention makes me truly regret ever making fun of people like Carrot Top or Pauly Shore. At least they're just being their corny selves. At least they're sincere in their self-labeled artistic endeavors.
The new Sonic Youth album is extremely good. It sounds like, I can't even say it.
Despite all the ill-informed hype, Andrew WK is obviously a truly cool and devoted dude. We could all take a class in positivity as him in the position of professor and gain serious life skills through it.
A few months ago, I caught some special on a music channel and in my inebriated state, I realized that it was my call of duty in this life to assassinate Ted Nugent. I was so serious in my plans, I spent all night investigating addresses and ways to dispose of the corpse. Luckily, I sobered up and realized that a person such as this is not worth the time nor bullets. Fuck it. I'll let a Norse God sort 'em all out.
I don't care what you say. Both Michael Jackson and R. Kelly are guilty as charged. I'd give my opinion on Kobe but I don't even really know how basketball works.
Why doesn't Bad Religion just give up? They've sucked for much too long (anything post-Against the Grain) and now their songs and videos just emphasize the tired wrinkles below their eyes. In other related news, long live the Descendents.
Curtis and I had a substitute in our Composition class that was a rock journalist who wrote a book with Santana and conducted the first interview ever with Eddie Van Halen. Too bad Curtis didn't show up that day and I had to sit alone. It's okay, though. I had an alright time.
Everyone is obviously seeming to notice that "13 Going on 30" is just a recycled "Big". So why is there still the hype? Is it that hard to write an original movie? Fuck you "50 First Dates". Suck my ticket-buying dick.
Popular bands that make me sick to my stomach at the sheer sight or sound of them; Jet, the Vines, Elefant, Hoobustank, Trapt, Sugarcult.
Art came long before industry, thus it has no dependency on it. So why does the music, movie, etc "industries" exist? Is it possible for someone to write, play, record, and distribute an album that stands outside the music "industry"?
It's not easy living in a cage wallpapered by silly smelling green paper. It's not easy being us. Oh wait, it is. My bad. Africa has AIDS, Iraq has carbombs, and America has consumers. We've all contracted our own personal way of burying the chance of further evolution. Buy in, buy out. Sell in, sell out.
Prince has seemingly become a newly reformed religious fanatic. A witness to the almighty Jehovah. He is now announcing to refuse to play previously recorded naughty songs. What the fuck? This almost makes me put a gun in my mouth. Your new haircut and attachment to cult-life isn't fooling anyone. I'll be waiting for you to return to singing about oral sex and exotic foreplay sooner than you think. You fucking idiot.
Morrissey is on the cover of the most recent issue of SPIN magazine. Despite the terrible photo text (ie- 'Heaven Knows He's Not Miserable Now'), it's obvious he's still the anti-everything that I've quickly grown to love over past years. I feel ashamed even mentioning him in an entry involving the title 'pop culture'.
Christianity. New music and film you help provide and distribute that succumbs to current fashions is still religious sensationalism. It's just Billy Graham with a guitar, Tammy Faye Baker with hotter tits. No matter what hip label or glossy cover you put on it, you're still worshipping a non-existent and worthless God. Shut the fuck up and drink the hellfire that is extracted from my dirty dick when I stroke it in satanic prayer.
Even though all the videos are pretty cool, I really wish Michele Gondry would have a more fair taste in choosing artists to work with. For an example of what I'm referring to, seek out hit new videos from the Vines and Steriogram.
Aesop Rock and Atmosphere are not good. They're mediocre artists that have been over-emphasized unfairly due to the color of their skin and their easy impact on misdirected, suburban teenagers who are looking for a new trend to cling to. (Also see; garage rock.)