Saturday, March 03, 2007

Seriously, cut it out.

First, there was Duran Duran.

...and a host of others in the '80s. You know the type: four or five white guys, very fashionable, questionable sexuality, indifferent looks on their faces, and more makeup than your local Shopper's.

As I pointed out, we've had The Killers:

...and Panic! At The Disco.

Luckily (unluckily?), Rolling Stone hasn't forgotten Fall Out Boy, who "graced" this week's cover:

Sometimes, people wonder why I've retreated into a nerdy music-coccoon filled with indie rock and Steely Dan. I think this pretty much explains it.

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