Right, a “unique” sound, if “unique” is “several different sounds, tossed into a bag like a bunch of sonic cats, then dropped into the sub-Saharan via helicopter, Bear Grylls-style.” Continue reading
Right, a “unique” sound, if “unique” is “several different sounds, tossed into a bag like a bunch of sonic cats, then dropped into the sub-Saharan via helicopter, Bear Grylls-style.” Continue reading
Things to lookout for: the beard’s gone, ditto on the yarmulka, and his hair’s blonde now. Continue reading
Q Division Studios, a.k.a. Slimy Dino’s Antiquated Shrimp Bar and Strip Joint. Continue reading
I’m a loner, Dottie. A rebel. Continue reading
Semi-obscure historical references, recently-deceased celebs, booze … *sigh* Continue reading
Yes, expect music plus chuckles. No, don’t expect to be eating a Reuben on the can. Continue reading
Or “Why Blake Lively Should Avoid Speaking Pretty Much Ever.” Continue reading
Ever the gentleman, he shifts deftly in deference to his collaborators’ voices, and the results can be ever cutting. Continue reading
Beethoven followed by fireworks, the way Beethoven should always be followed. Continue reading
Three area twenty-somethings with lives “derailed” (heh it’s even funnier when it’s in no way based on a real budget crisis) by the city’s public transportation. Continue reading
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