Okay, so Henry is a punk, not a goth. But Henry Fucking Rollins can be any damn thing he wants to be, including a damn lolgoth, so there.
source is lost in the mists of time, sowee.
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Category Archives: Celebrity
Mansinthe: booze o’ the day!
I’m not sure I’m up for this. Thanks (?) to Caddie, I’ve sampled actual absinthe, and I must say the experience was about as pleasurable as a fluoride treatment at the dentist‘s.
Now, apparently aware that there is essentially nothing you can do to make absinthe taste worse than it already does, Marilyn Manson is issuing his own brand of the noxious substance.
No word on who gets to “milk” him.
Now, if Trent Reznor wants to bottle his manjuice, I’ll take a case of it.
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WWTJD? What would Tom Jones do?
Well, it’s a question. When I was little I used to ask myself what Anne Murray would do…then it became Kate Jackson. Yeah, that’s how old I am!
In any case, men can do a lot worse than to ask themselves: What Would Tom Jones Do? Think about it: rudderless milquetoasts everywhere suddenly become assertive, seductive, sweaty, ice-cool, red hot, and Welsh-American-accented!
From CulturePulp, by Mike Russell
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what if…the Brontë sisters had a heavy metal band?
Stolen from the greatest magazine in the history of recorded thought, Spy, via the greatest blog based on blogging the best dead magazine in recorded thought in recorded thought, Ten Years Ago in Spy.
“What If the Brontë Sisters Had Been in a Heavy-Metal Band?”
[Wouldn’t they be Kittie?]
- 1826
- Emily rejects ritual indoctrination in the domestic arts; vows to create a “towering wall of sounds.”
- 1842
- Anne throws straw-poke bonnet into seething concert crowd at Albert Hall.
- 1849
- Charlotte returns to public house to trash furniture and have sex with publican; locks manager, Mrs. Rochester, in attic.
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quote o’ the day: fame
“The most annoying, condescending thing that friends, fans, journalists, and people from my previous life would do,” he remembered, “is tap me on the shoulder and say, ‘Enjoy the ride.’ As if the five of us weren’t completely aware that fame can be a fleeting thing.
It was like, fuck you.
Enjoy the ride being an accountant.”
Ted Allen of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy via The Vulture
stolen from Corporate Casual
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