Somewhere Along The Lines, I Think We Were Lied To

And other ramblings of general disappointment.

- So The Sopranos started last night. What the fuck? I watched the first season, and I thought it was pretty kickass. Last season was God-awful. One episode into this season, and I'm about ready to call it a day with this show. Sure, maybe I'm not as into it because I didn't watch the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, or 5th seasons. But I digress. It was pretty fucking boring. Why can't all mafia shows be as cool as The Black Donnellys?

- What's the one candy that comes to mind when you think of Easter? That's right. Peeps. And this angers me. Now, don't get me wrong. I love a good Peep, in all it's marshmellow and bright color sugared wonder. But everyone seems to forget the Reese's Peanut Butter Egg. It's not the same as a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup. And I'm sure that's why most disregard the Egg. They probably feel it's too simlilar. They'll stick with the egg, because they don't want to shake things up. But the chocolate to peanut butter ratio is completely different in the Egg. It's much more superior to the Cup. The Egg rules supreme in my Easter basket, and no amount of Cadbury Creme Eggs will convince me otherwise.

- I'm kind of disappointed with the Kings of Leon's new stuff. Granted, I haven't heard all of Because of the Times yet, but I'm kind of underwhelmed by "On Call" and "Knocked Up". Sure, they're good. But it's not like anything on Youth and Young Manhood and Aha Shake Heartbreak. What happened to the good ol' Southern rock of the Kings of old? I miss not being able to understand one fucking word Caleb Followill sang. I miss that. Listen to "Molly's Chambers", "Four Kicks", or "King of the Rodeo". You'll know what I mean.

I sure do complain a lot, don't I?But it's all going to be alright. The Alternate Routes are making their national television debut on Conan O' Brien tonight. One of the most kickass rock bands I've ever heard, on the best late night show ever?

Praise Max Weinberg, all is forgiven.