- At IMDB, the movie rating for This Is Spinal Tap goes up to eleven (via lots of other blogs).
- “Having finally seen it, I don’t even care what the haters have to say. I am a happy meniscus that your spite sauce slides off of.” A phrase I liked in this high-on-life review of Avatar.
Metafilter’s discussion of the Oink shutdown was going quite predictably until Pastabagel went delightfully classic-rock curmudgeon crazy. An excerpt:
Well, la-dee-da, I beg of thee a thousand pardons. I guess The Melancolics performing Ennui No. 4 at the fucking Knitting Factory on a Monday night is the ne plus ultra of music. The wave of the future is shoe-gaze or shoecore or whatever the fuck you call it. Poor baby has too much anxiety on stage to look at the audience, so he gazes at his shoes. Yeah, that’s so much better to watch than jumping off the monitors while playing your Strat with your teeth and then setting it on fire.
You know what your music sounds like? It sounds like tweed.
Dandy tweed music. That’s probably a band you like. The Dandy Tweeds. From Leeds.
A flaming double neck guitar salute to you, Mr/Ms Pastabagel! And just for that brilliant snark about Broken Social Scene (not excerpted, read the whole rant to get it in context), you can have the soul of my firstborn.