hmmm

you know how I get grumpy in movie theaters and don't like loud noises

at its core is my $$$ gonna teach me something about the immortal spirit of the guitar...?

"see a guy traveling with a guitar... 90% of the time it's a douchebag. the other 10% well, *cough cough cough weeeeeeze* maybe some good music but @#$%bag."
-???

"I was a lonely kid so I picked up the axe and learned some chords so now everyone can hate me"
-???

I mean... lovely review- but it seems like a by rockers *for* rockers sort of thing. I liked the image of the cow. "come inside! listen to us play immortal music!"
"no I'm enjoying this cow right here. please be quiet or I'll hurt you."

the Edge as example of the Ficher-Price forehead rolling technique and beautiful music comes out. "I can totally be phoning it in and this cool shit happens! Gimme another xanax!" (and queue perfectly timed montage. "see that's me during live-aid. I was gone! being held up with wicker but the guitar plays itself man..."

and who's this zep guy and why should I give him my money? where-ever the hell I am I hear this reverence cross people's lips about paige... right right... pantheon crap. the zep. yes. the ultimate garage band with echo effects and cool album covers may their name live forever - it's cool but an hour an a half with the guy who while stoned, noodled out some immortal guitar licks? pass me the xanax -

by rockers, for rockers man. like, I can't wait until it's out on DVD but in the meantime I'll take Holmes of some silly mass-marketed fluff if I *do* manage to get my cranky ass out to the great brainwashing machine with popcorn.

i mean... it *does* have a certain appeal... but it also stands as maybe one 2010's first candidates for "Crazed man starts shooting at movie screen. News at 11."

nice of them to bring Marilyn Manson as a foil for the other two. Glad to see she's still hot.