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I know it’s been floating around online for a week, but the crazy ridiculous geek rap “Lazy Sunday” from SNL last week is free on iTunes, and is probably the funniest thing I’ve seen come from SNL in years.
The sad part? Watching this from Maryland makes me really, really miss New York City – because (as much as I hate to admit it), this is what most of my Sundays are like. Only without the bad-ass beat.
Pinion
Love Is Not Enough
Know What You Are
Terrible Lie
Line Begins To Blur
March Of The Pigs
Something I Can Never Have
The Frail
The Wretched
Closer (neat little inclusion of The Only Time during the breakdown)
Burn
Gave Up
Eraser (with some really strong anti-war imagery)
Right Where It Belongs (also with imagery)
Beside You In Time
The Collector
Wish
Only
Reptile
Suck
Hurt
The Hand That Feeds
Head Like A Hole
No encore. They didn’t need one.
Ithaca Festival, 1996. A young unsuspecting fiften year old boy walks into the horribly-named “Sounds Fine” on the Commons and, on the recommendation of a close online friend, purchases The Downward Spiral by Nine Inch Nails. He takes it home and listens to it.
This was the point in his life that his musical tastes would change forever, swinging from – well, let’s be honest here, mostly crap, to industrial rock and a wide range of electronic music. He would obsessively collect every album by Nine Inch Nails, even the obscure (both halves of the Closer single) and the mundane (the Down In It single with a whopping three tracks, all repeated on the Head Like A Hole single). T-shirts were purchased and worn proudly. Bumper stickers were put on cars. Lyrics were memorized.
You get the picture.
Tonight, after nearly ten years of on-again off-again fan-worship and countless money spent, this slightly older, much more cynical twenty-five year old man will walk into Madison Square Garden to finally see the band he’s been obsessing about for all this time.
Excited? You bet your goddamn life I’m excited.