In "50 Worst Guitar Solos?"

Not really...I figured either he didn't play or he didn't play with enough soul to understand. Looks like it's the latter. Jackie Stallone just read my ass. The third "dumb fuck" line to the left has your name on it. Right on top of the aisle. Go there. Big Chy man will be waiting right in front of you.

WRONG...about a musical opinion. You don't play, do you?

You certainly pulled that out of your soul. Or something that rhymes with it.

Apparently not. This really makes you look an absolute twat. I have nothing against Carlos whatsoever, but he has done exactly zero in the new department for a very very long time. And if you think it hurts to get all that music out, you should feel sorry for that poor B. B. King, who apparently gets the blues every night and pulls the faces to prove it.

In "It's Just a Plant: A Children's Story of Marijuana."

*sucks deeply*

In "!Sydneysider Alert!"

'Cause we've met everybody that we're ever gonna meet Yeah, well.

In "It's Just a Plant: A Children's Story of Marijuana."

Post sucks.

In "So far, about 340,000 are homeless"

What a damn awful pain.

In "[Curious George] Dad-to-be?"

Ask around, it's really easy to pick a lot of this stuff up from relatives, acquaintances, etc. Obviously this is geographically inconvenient, but (for example) anyone who asked could take a good pram and a high chair off me right now.

In "The Cynosphere."

It's the cynosphere of all eyes.

In "50 Worst Guitar Solos?"

Strong contender for wankiest of the wankers there, Bone.

In "Caring for the wounded in Iraq"

Insurgents may have new weapon I blame Iran

In "The Cynosphere."

This appears to be a fine conveyance for a gentleman.

In "50 Worst Guitar Solos?"

Does thirty years of gigging count?

In "Another Sad Day in Iraq"

I agree completely. A sad day when this is almost shrug-worthy.

In "50 Worst Guitar Solos?"

Santana is one of a handful of soloists that play straight from the soul. He's been playing the same solo for at least 30 years now. You can see by the look on his face when he plays that the music is coming from so deep inside him that it actually causes him pain. That's a muscle memory thing. You twist the face to match the articulation of the phrase. It helps you get the phrase out expressively. No pain is involved.

In "Curious, George: Simpletech, my ass."

Like we want your old junk!

In "Celebrity StupidBowl Picks!"

Never been to India, eh?

In "Landmark American composer Gian Carlo Menotti has died aged 95."

Yeah, but the Prophet was an awesome machine.

In "!Sydneysider Alert!"

Get on a ferry to Manly (yes, yes) at Circular Quay and just stay on board while you do circuits of the Harbour. Catch a bus to Marrickville Road for a belt of immigrant culture and great cheap food. Walk around Sydney University for some green space in the city, then down Glebe Point Road for bookshops and cafés. Start at Hyde Park then head up Oxford St (it's a wee bit gay) to the Paddington Markets (weekends, I think). You can look at the Block in Redfern to get some sense of how some Aboriginal groups fare thereabouts, but don't go in (trust me on this). King Street Newtown is a nice place for a stroll. Go to the Zoo in Mosman. Art Gallery is good too. Royal Southern National Park and Ku-ring-gai for some trees and water. The Domain. Botanical Gardens. The Rocks is worth a walk around. Bondi. Nielsen Park (on the Harbour). Watson's Bay for fish and chips. All this stuff apart from Royal Southern is close to town, cheap-ish (mostly free), and easy to get to on public transport.

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