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Warner Archive: WBshop.com – The Official Online Store of Warner Bros. Studios
So, Warners is now making available all sorts of goodness from their 1970s-ish archives, available to be burnt-on-demand for the videodisc disc-format.
captains dead » jason molina live in france, 11.21.07
What’s not to love? The newest Magnolia is a triumph, and has me circling back round Molina’s stellar last decade. As always, live shows are about the VOICE. It’s a haunted voice.
Richard Thompson: a troubadour of timeless tunes
‘Looks like this is as close as we’ll ever get to a one-stop shop for one of my 10 fave-ever gtr warriors.
Hardcore for Nerds: You Made Me Realise
In case you, like me, have overlooked this glorious My Bloody Valentine ep in favor of the two big LPs.
The Power Pop Top 200
Pretty much driving my current vinyl-purchasing, this list. Just scored Shoes, Plimsouls and Nerves albs over the wkd: further proof I’m turning into “That Guy.”
Toilet Paper or Bidet? The Dirty Facts | Newsweek
When Kighl confided in me about his Entertainment Weekly habit, I should’ve come back by owning up to my weird new penchant for the “Rebooted” Newsweek. It’s shit like this, ha ha, that weirdly strokes my fancy. Can I recommend something like a ToiletHose for the New, Weird America?
Deep down, Americans have always known that wiping their rears with dry paper is ineffective; a classic survey showed that half of TP users spend their days with “fecal contamination”—anything from “wasp-colored” stains to “frank massive feces”—in their underpants. And yet we continue to mock the bidet, the Frenchest of innovations, as froufrou, risqué, de trop.