I can't listen to Modest Mouse without thinking of a certain ex-girlfriend. And she's been an ex for almost three years, with a number of exes following in her wake.
The denizens of of Hardcore Discussion are largely considered a cold, unfeeling bunch. Let's prove to the naysayers that we do wear our hearts on our sleeves after all. I'll start:
I'm never happier than when I'm with my girlfriend.
That "Femme Fatale" cover is lame, mainly for Chilton sounding like a woman. He's not a woman.
Radio City is my favorite Big Star, if only for the lack of Chris Bell. Bell's contributions to #1 Record are quality, but hardly great.
Oh god, is he one of those DVD collector scum? I can't stand those fucks; they dig through the Wal-Mart five dollar bin just to inflate their fucking collection. They don't care about what kind of movies they have as long as they have more than you. Horrible.