In the past I've referred to D.N. Rodowick's Gilles Deleuze's Time Machine. The first chapter is available online. It's a tough read but admirably clear as far as Deleuze scholarship goes.

I find myself wishing someone had tried harder to emphasize to me that the Ramones were a conceptual endeavor.

And for another instance - "Blind Love"? Yes oh yes, it's about blind love. Stone blind love. Only kind of love there is, you know. (It actually just about works on this one. God bless country music.)

"Hang Down Your Head" is, for instance, about hanging-down-your-head. Whatever exactly that entails or why one would want to do it.

I should point out that I never really understood the full meaning of the phrase "turn the other cheek" until reading the bible verse it came from, courtesty of Norman Malcom's book on Wittgenstein and religion. That's probably, what, around 20 years of ignorance, at least?

(I never got that the injunction isn't merely one to pacifism as a response to violence, but one to - whether this is literal or not - sort of bend over and give them another shot. Which makes like all the difference in the world. Hmph.)

Listening to that record again at the moment, it occurs to me that when the songs are about Uncle Murray or Chinese midgets or prostitutes with three arms, I tend to just sort of pay not much attention to what's going on in the lyrics. In my typical way of paying-attention-not-paying-attention, I mean. Actually, it might only be the ballads that I get much sense of (and they're not exactly rocket science as far as thematic complexity goes, so I can at least work together one or two ideas to knock together in my head like billiard balls - yeah yeah yeah, time time time, and uh love or something).

We heard Rain Dogs at Hard Times today, only it was skipping all over the fucking place. I promise it is not just my affection for new things that made me think Markus Popp remixing Waits would be an excellent idea. It really did sound like it fit in, especially on the carnival-midget-falling-on-a-marimba songs.

I've been waiting for this for a while - also at Jordan's recommendation.

(Why yes, I was in band in high school.)

There's something disarming about Lil' Kim's face in the video for "The Jump Off" - like a naive, innocent teenager playing with makeup. There are lots of closeups of it, too. So the juxtapositions of her face with her porn star body are extra jarring.

Yet the beat is fucking hot. What's a guy to do?

("Yet"? "And". "Also:".)

Mark Sinker once claimed the Buffy the Vampire Slayer theme song (performed by Nerf Herder!) as his favorite song. Or was it the best song? Either way, some illuminating details:

When I saw a Buffy marathon on TV last year, and the theme song came on every hour on the hour, it got more exciting every time I heard it.

I bought the Angel first season DVDs a few months ago and watched them all in a big rush. It was as if I had made a profound advancement in the state of science when I discovered that the ok-but-well-meh theme song was its own chapter and thus could be skipped.

Theme songs / credits I refuse to watch even if I'm the only one in the room: Gilmore Girls (but mostly there because of the voiceover, way to win me over Amy whatsername Palladino).