Baby let's have a ficus leaf and a cranberry Snapple before Bush do something crazy
Hey Mr. Sax Man, you're the hidden king of rock and roll, or whatever it is
Known quantities, brave genre experiments, program music, and a couple of Cairos
Come savor the beaty delights of European multiculturalism, Arabski kjuchek included
Rock and roll could never hip hop like this and vice-versa et cetera, part 400something
Afropoppers, geezers, Qur'an readers, and Christians invite your participatory discretion
Where the fuck is for example the Z100, gangsta-rock, and Merina-Senegalese fusion?
Annual Pre-Pazz & Jop Handicappers' CG: Whose faves are whose? Tune in next week . . .
Bill O'Reilly, we salute you, now please give us all our frankincense and myrrh back
Old dogs singin' slow songs and fairygodmotherfuckers for discerning dilettantes
Folkies Multiply in a Time When So Many Are Singer-Songwriters and So Few Admit It