The Spot

First item, a correction, thanks to Andrew: "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch!" is a tribute to the shenanigans of some stoned X-Men fans. You can see the evidence (all nine breathtaking minutes) here.

Second item: I normally operate according to the maxim that, musically, if Everybody else likes it then I don't. In fact just the idea that everybody won't stop raving about a band can make me strongly prejudiced against them: e.g., the Arctic Monkeys, who were hyped like they just cured cancer. Then again, my good opinion once lost is not lost forever. I remember reading an article about the Arctic Monkeys complaining they couldn't get any liver on toast (or some other low-class Brit kip) and not understanding what all the bloody fuss was about this high-rolling Manhattan restaurant they were in. These were just some good English lads totally nonplussed by the soulless N.Y.C./L.A. sychophanti hanging off them. That made me think they were alright after all.

And with this masterpiece, I have to say that Gnarls Barkley, despite being the Big Thing right now, has won my respect forever. Amazing. It's especially clever if you remember that bit (in a Kevin Smith movie, but which one?) about Vader's mask being taken off to reveal the sickly white man inside... but even without that, the moment when Chewbacca looks up from the drums makes it.

'til death do us part,
DMH
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