It’s been a year since Flattus Maximus has been called back to the stars, and GWAR, like a stank and bloody phoenix, has risen from the ashes with the arrival of Pustulus Maximus. I sat down with Dave Brockie to conduct an interview, but Oderus came in to find Brockie dangerously close to his crack and vaporized him. With Oderus fully cracked out, we began discussing how the newest member of GWAR is adjusting to his life on Earth. And, as a bonus to actually getting to the end of …
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So, we keep getting shit to review on a daily basis, and while I would love to listen to every one a few times, get an idea of the whole flow of the album, the production values, the songwriting and just whether I like it or not, but there’s no fucking time. So, rather than doing something like that, I’m going to judge not the albums, but the cover art.
A Criminal Risk
The Art of Dropping Names
5/10
I was disappointed that the white text wasn’t, you know, names that they were dropping. …
KHAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Not to get all fangirl on everyone here (although, I totally mean to), why wasn’t there more Spock in this?! I only got slight glimpses of his glorious hair, flowing in the action-packed wind!
Yeah, I’m not the biggest Kirk girl, but man do I wanna see this movie. In private. Paused on Spock … Uhura wouldn’t hurt.
-Cal
Oh, raves. Drum-fueled machines for drug-addled, bracelet-wearing kids who love living life in excess. Well, we went to one, but it wasn’t long into it that the idea of $13 beers sent me home to my grill and a $9.99 12 pack of Guiness’ Black Lager. But, before we left, we got took some shots of some insanely accessorized people who were obviously having the time of their lives.
-Jonathan Yost
There was once I time where I wrote album reviews for Vice, earning shit-tons of hipster credits that I have yet to turn in to get my free fixie. Some shit ruled, some shit sucked. One time I reviewed an album and thought “Wow, they actually have to TRY to sound this bad. You can record it better on your phone.” It turns out that that band was friends of an editor, which is why I don’t write for Vice anymore. That got me thinking, how easy is it …
It’s happening, everyone. I am going public with this: I think My Little Pony is fucking delightful, and the newly released IDW comic is no exception.
I’m not going to sit here and defend My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic – if it’s not for you, it’s not for you. The magic of friendship simply is not for everyone.
However, I, along with millions of fans, feel that the magical team behind MLP:FIM is on to something here. The show, now in its third season, is a smash hit among all ages, and with 100,000 …
