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It's based on a novel, his first dealing with the events (or better yet, effects) of February 20th 1974. Unfortunately, I've yet to read it or watch the film, and thus I am unable to declare you a puerile philistine, yet. Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit Not bad, though it does have a knack for devolving into pure melodrama and lifelessly delivered lines. Episode 3 is borderline rubbish, the music almost always intruding, (some of the) actors worthless and, well, the message is, of course, just and|or modern and|or coffee-house anti-clerical. We learn, religion blows, lesbians are invariably drawn to petite Fundie temples and mousy small-town simps make for grade A Oxford material. All very equitable once you realise this is some middle-aged broad's epic fantasy of love, betrayal and Pentecostal bondage. (PS: Not true. The Author was 20-something when it was first published. It appears to be somewhat autobiographical. Why then have I kept the above-written sentence? Simple, I am increasingly homosexual towards my own words and phrases. It is love.) That said, there are some genuinely powerful scenes (little Jess growing sicker and sicker while her family and church declare it, her loss of senses, a miracle from God and prance around her, touching her like apocryphal banana-men of ancient times). Scenes which had almost made me turn the upstairs faucets on, you know which ones, and let the righteous flood mourn my passing manhood. Or something. You're not gonna get a teary-eyed Baley babbling about teary-eye-inducing flicks. Not yet at least. Hopefully. God Bless.

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Read the thread's title, dawg.

It's but a symbol of Snoop's genius, his pimp cup,

Highbrow? Mclusky? Highbrow? Dude, the title's hilarious. And, sure, the lyrics can be showy, pompous and, like, 90% inconsequential|deranged, but that is so not the point. The lyrics are just there for a laugh, and along with the catchy, unhinged music (+vocals), make for a pretty fun band. i can't do anything today i'm falling apart i'm sawdust in a sandpaper suit and the terrible terrible terrible thing is the weekly laundry run if you can cope in this hopeless hepatitis pissrag molotov ****tail monobrow ****hole baby then you can cope anywhere at all holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for holly i must be levelling today i'm totally sold there ain't no fool in getting old and the terrible terrible terrible thing is we knew it all along if you can cope in this hopeless hepatitis pissrag molotov ****tail monobrow ****hole baby then you can cope anywhere at all holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for holly mclusky - there ain't no fool in Ferguson. --- And America still sleeps tonight. I've been seriously thinking about changing my avatar to a photo of Gabriele D'Annunzio. I mean, has there ever been a cooler dictator? Poet, pirate, war hero, fabulous dresser, given the chance, he'd've probably screwed anything on two legs, an understatement, I assure you, the gent had nothing against cripples, nothing. Blood Brothers - Burn, Piano Island, Burn.

Out of curiosity, how are they pretentious? Assholish, sure, but it's all tongue-in-cheek (I think). Plus, they're hilarious and, like, the complete musical opposite of pretentious. mclusky - you should be ashamed, seamus.

I hope your mates aren't Rise Against fans, apart from sucking and sucking hard, the bastards also drool like lobotomized monkey-men after PETA's canker-ridden wee-wee of self-righteousness. And I've just realised mclusky deserve a spot on any top 10. So, which one? my pain and sadness is more sad and painful than yours? the difference between me and you is that i'm not on fire? McLusky Do Dallas? Decisions. Decisions. Decisions. mclusky - the world loves us and is our bitch.

Dude, they've yet to release their major label debut, they've never had a hit single (I've checked Billboard.com) and have, like, one video. I'm not saying they're obscure, but this EP is hardly famous. Plus, it has the greatest song ever written, Ya'll Don't Want to Step to Dis. You sure you're not thinking about Rise Against? Cause that'd, you know, make sense in relation to Korn, Linkin Park and their fanbase(s). Against Me! - Ya'll Don't Want to Step to Dis Here's a live vid, That said, the 3 Acoustic EPs are pretty much the best thing they've ever done and the last album's pretty mediocre, some good songs though. Don't mind the fans (or ex-fans), they're the usual "You're selling out!" foaming at the mouth crowd.

You're right about Mingus, natch. The live album, on the other hand, well, I've rarely heard it talked about, though I see it's got a wikipedia page and quite a few Amazon reviews. Scratch it off the list (with your tiny porcelain claws), babe. Tom Waits - All Stripped Down Mother Love Bone - Crown the Thorns NOFX - The Decline.

Now, now, gents, the only ones I'd call (really) obscure are the two live albums (Mingus at Antibes, Backwater Blues), the Against Me! EP and "Why Do The Call Me Mister Happy?", the rest are pretty legendary. I could come up with a much more obscure top ten, for fun, Blurt - Blurt LP Alamaailman Vasara - Vasaraasia Lukas Ligeti - Mystery System Grupo Folklorico y Experimental Nuevayorquino - Concepts in Unity Keiji Haino - I Said This Is The Son of Nihilism Sergey Kuryokhin - The Ways of Freedom Peter Br

Correct me If I'm wrong, but wasn't Jurassic Park released before you were born? Ninja Scroll Unfortunately, I watched the original undubbed version, and thus, wasn't entertained by the usually hilarious (in its awfulness) dialogue. The action was okay, pretty standard plot, some nice breasts and a doggystyle scene, though, honestly, I can't imagine anyone getting turned on by crap like this. Okay, okay, maybe the gratuitous, unforgiving, never-ending stream of violence, guts and beef-curtains might've made my wee-wee come to life, resurrected, unearthed, if I were, you know, 13. And did the chick have to be borderline rapped? Is this Nippon tradition or something? Do monsters made of stone and green fleshy things usually copulate (by force) with human females? Oh well, let's move on to (even) greener pastures made of, uh, beer and stuff. It was fun to watch though, I'ma have to give it that.

Yes, Pete. Unfortunately, I have very little love for the language itself, mother nature bores me and the Fatherland (with all it's joy, craving, zeal and adoration) is a silly childhood memory I'd rather leave behind.

Hey, man, I grew up with The Band. They're famous. Well, at least I reckon they're famous. And Son House, come on, it's Son House, he practically invented the Delta Blues (with Charlie Patton et al), taught Robert Johnson and killed more men than any rapper today (1, in self-defense, natch). The Band - Daniel And The Sacred Harp.

Well, Pete, they say alcohol's bad for you, of course, posting on message boards (of the net nerd variety) is, obviously, sadder, crueler and all the more self-destructive (to your psyche|body). Now, mixing them up results in what an old friend of mine called "hilarious nerd siht", to which I'd usually say "one shouldn't be able to write long-winded passages of nerdomX5 at 1 AM on a Saturday night while dazed, drunk and dangerous (to himself)" or succinctly "Yeah." Can't remember which one it was, haven't talked to that mate in months, maybe years, and the "hilarious nerd siht" was a guy doing advanced Mathematics in his lunch break. I have to take my meds. For real. The Band - The Shame I'm In. Okay, Dutchie, two more,

I'm studying English, German, Italian and Latin. I know a little Romanian, sure, but I'm all rough 'round the edges of Linguistic dexterity. And my grammar blows arctic whale chunks|wee-wee.

We making list? Well, you're making lists and I got nothing better to do, so here goes, 8 albums, You drunk, Pete?

Yeah, what the deviant gajo said. So, I watched a bunch of flicks (on my short "vacation"), namely Django, Mean Machine, Gangster No. 1 and Night on Earth. Observations, I saw Django with my Grandparents, they absolutely loved it, I fell asleep. They're in their 70s (and borderline senile). Vinnie Jones is the man. Danny Dyer makes for a good retard. Malcolm McDowell is the man. The difference in height between him and Bettany is hilarious. Then again, they sorta look alike, so it's okay. I'm watching If... on the telly. Roberto Begnini can be funny. Jarmusch should stop doing portmanteaus. Orfeu Negro (Black Orpheus) Yeah, okay, the music's good, the first 10 minutes dull, the cinematography okay and (some of) the actors pretty bad. It's still very enjoyable. Breno Mello's one charismatic bastard. Taking Sides Honestly, I'm not, in any way, ready to discuss this movie. I'll say this though, the acting|direction|writing are all great, it's incredibly watchable and I'd recommend it to just about anyone. Oh and 1 episode of Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit (really, really good thus far) and 2 of Farscape (bite me, it's the best SF show ever produced and my one true nerd love).

Yeah, ain't that bad a record either, mainly though, I just love the (album) cover. Played that record for my cousin on Sunday, drove him mad, and not in the good "butcher the family" way. We both agreed it was hilarious and sorta dated (actually, I called it dated, he just laughed and cried "awful"). Personally, I find his boorishness entertaining. Shellac - Canada (Peel Sessions)

Hey, Krookie, since I've got nothing better to do and love making lists, here are 5 books I'd definitely recommend, Fyodor Dostoevsky - The Brothers Karamazov (or Notes From The Underground) Mark Twain - The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn Knut Hamsun - Hunger Ernest Hemingway - The Sun Also Rises (Fiesta) Louis Ferdinand C

Yeah, but where's the good music? Against Me! - Pints Of Guinness Make You Strong (Acoustic). Oh and I don't think Page France or Pedro The Lion count as Contemporary Christian Music (CCM), or self-identifying Christian bands, cause, like, "they're not part of the scene", man. Yeah, there's a Christian scene nowadays, popular music being the new millennium's tool for Religious conversion. Bringing them sinners back to Jesus, touring Creation festivals, you know, babbling 'bout them infidels. Obviously, as I've already stated, some of Humanity's most beautiful music|art has been rooted in Faith. Also, If I sounded overly anti-theistic to any of you kind gents, well, you're most likely touchy bastards who need to grow thicker skin, though I'll admit to having just watched the first episode of Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit. Not bad. Spiritualized - I Think I'm in Love. I've always wondered, do Spiritualized (or Jason Pierce) worship God or Drugs?

Now, now, let's not get carried away. Good Christian Rock is most likely an oxymoron. I've yet to hear a borderline decent band that labels itself Christian, for whatever reasons. Of course, and most obviously, I'm trying to be a bastard. Singing about one's religious beliefs has produced a great deal of fantastic music (from Bach to A Love Supreme to Brand Nubian to Cash). That said, contemporary Christian music is all too often icky, gross and boring. Frankly, I'm sure we can all|both bask in the glory of, 16 Horsepower - Haw.

You're actually, you know, admitting to have had played Guitar in a Christian Rock band? I know, briefly, but dude! Dude! Was it at least the good kind of Christ-related band, like 16 Horsepower or, uh, uh, yeah. The Jesus Lizard - Pastoral.

Sam Hall's pretty different, he plays the role drunk|psychotic. Closer to drunk, really, yeah, I definitely prefer it to the AIV version. I looked for it on youtube, found the newer version mixed this Anime flick, Naruto something. Johnny Cash - 25 Minutes To Go.