Copper Feel

Does "Tories" mean the same thing in Canada that it does in England?

Invader3k should venture into My Chocolate Socket more regularly.

Rick-rolls should never be performed without using a page with the "50 clicks to leave" feature.

Pink Floyd - Animals (1977) For my money, this is the best album that Pink Floyd ever released. This collection only contains four real songs, what's amazing about it is that (much like on Wish You Were Here really, but the total inverse of Meddle) none of them ever meander off point. In my opinion, this record's strength can be summarised by two things. David Gilmour's guitar playing, and Roger Waters' lyrics. Therefore, "Dogs", which is wonderful in both the musical and lyrical departments, is easily the best track on here. That's not to undercut "Pigs", which features both excellent keyboard work and scathing social satire, or "Sheep", which builds to a feeling of paranoia rarely witnessed in the oral realm. Both "Pigs on the Wing" tracks act as welcome respites from the constant seriousness of the rest of the album, and despite their clipped nature it feels more complete for having them. Despite the fact that the average song here is some 6 minutes longer than the average song on The Wall, this never drowns in its own pretentiousness like that album does. An absolutely stunning record.

I've been playing guitar for a year and a half. I'm told that I'm improving at a rapid pace, but who knows?

The Pit seems to just be a mad-lib of TSM anyway.

Letting the terrorists win isn't a good game plan.

Every other fucker in my country likes medium-rare, but full on rare is where it's at for me. I like the bleeding rather than the burning personally.

I'd like to read that, Dandy.

Why does my appearence discredit me? If your answer isn't satisfactory, then I too shall hate you, TwiztedMind.

OmG, this board has a quote marks feature on its editor!

You're not supposed to answer your own questions, Simon.

Everybody who supports Everton is the worst poster.

There's a time and a place for pictures of scat porn and old men fellating each other, and it has nothing whatsoever to do with forums.thesmartmarks.com.

Don't worry, you would have been the victor if my vote was the only deciding factor.

Why do the esteemed members of the Pit insist that the only thing you're capable of is googling (what a verb!) baseball "stats"? How do you feel about this?

My honourable thread about Boff became a circle jerk and wasn't treated as the serious business it truly is. Amazing.

I started a thread in Site Feedback before this one was brought to my attention. Interesting.

Dude... Her face is beyond awful. I don't even particularly object to the emaciation of her figure, but yeesh, that face.

Wasn't he fifty-odd when he recorded that album? It doesn't seem like it would really be my bag, but it's an oddity for that alone. Edit: This was in reference to Santana. I totally didn't have Agent down as a Stooges fan.

But then I'd just be letting the terrorists win!

Two Stella Artois cans and a 12% bottle of wine had me throwing up.

Bob Dylan - Bringing It All Back Home (1965) Sure, at the time of its release the album itself may have been overshadowed by the outrage of Dylan going electric and leaving protest singing behind, but beneath that stylistic surface there lies an excellent record filled with brilliant song after brilliant song. The first half of the album - the electric side - contains an excellent mixture of more rock-orientated numbers ("Subterranean Homesick Blues", "Maggie's Farm", "Outlaw Blues") and pensive love songs ("She Belongs to Me", "Love Minus Zero/No Limit"). Unfortunately, it also features two novelty comedy songs ("On the Road Again" and "Bob Dylan's 115th Dream"), which, whilst not bad in and of themselves, do seem rather out of place on this album. Of course, the accoustic side is even better, with four of his absolute best songs coming one after another. "Mr Tambourine Man", "Gates of Eden", "It's Alright Ma, I'm Only Bleeding" and "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue" are not only poetic in their imagery, but also dreamlike, harrowing, and potent. I don't think a better 1-2-3-4 punch has ever taken place. For a long time I contended that this is Dylan's best album. Highway 61 Revisited may have eclipsed this for me by now, but even so, in terms of twin peaks, I'm not sure that a better combination exists.

That's pure genius, somebody change Agent's name.

I'm still not exactly sure what "surf rock" is. This board has taught me that the Beach Boys don't qualify, at the least.