This Rolling Stones Video is Pretty Cool...

But I'm going to do a better one for my Apologetics Class as an intro to reading The Screwtape Letters. Look for it sometime in the spring. Bit busy at present.

Post-Punk Lo-Fi Alt-Country Power-Trio

These and other terms I have absorbed over the course of weekend with The Rock Snob's Dictionary, a book I'm almost positive was intended as a joke platform to snark at bands and musicians that the artist's don't like. It's useful, in that I learned a few things, such as the existence of people who plume their elitism by referring to Bob Dylan as "Zimmy." And the combination of this book and Keith Richards' autobiography has actually made me want to give Gram Parsons' music a listen. I probably won't, though, because I already spent my music budge for the month on a Black Angels CD.

Somehow, I'll manage

If you haven't noticed...

The radio show I write for, Rock'n'Roll Archaeology, is linked at the top of the next column. We "explore the musical mysteries of the Rock'n'Roll era," which means we drop knowledge on the heads of fools who don't know anything about anything before the 1970's. We can be heard at midnight on Saturdays on 88.1 WYPR in the Baltimore/Washington area.

For those of you not so fortunate as to live near these Meccas of culture, here's the link to the podcast of our first episode. What is the first Rock'n'Roll song? There will be a test.

The Double-Helix at Work

Enough of all this blather about the 80's Revival and the coming 90's revival. The real shift in fasion is Aviators vs. Wayfarers.

Old and Busted (for now).

New Hotness (for now)

My new favorite web comic

Ah, punk rock:

The Greatest

Lists are tedious. They just are. Whatever you include is wrong. Whatever you disinclude is wrong. It's why I don't write them. The X most Blah of Whatever format will never ever appear on the Notion. Unless I change my mind.

That said, sometimes it can be done right, and over at Big Hollywood, Ben Shapiro show the best way to write a list feature: extensively. First, he issued a 10 Most Overrated Directors of All Time that had a few directors I quite like (Scorcese? Really?). Then in response to the obvious response, he put his money where his mouth was and gave us the Directors He Liked, including explaining why certain guys (it's a sausage-fest in here, ladies, sorry) didn't make the list. I don't know that I'm about to go rent the movies of William Wyler, but I'm appreciating the fullness of his thought.