You Can't Beat The Beehive For Glam

I Realize That I Will Never Fully Understand The Millions Of Bizarre Ways That Music Brings People Together.

I Was The Only Kid At Camp Don Bosco Who Would Admit He Was An Alter Boy Back Home, So I Served Two Masses A Day All Summer. But I Loved The Cassock And Surplice, Ringing The Bells, Lighting The Candles - It Was Like Being A Glamrock Roadie For God.

'so You Think You Can Dance' Comes On As A High-minded Leap Up The Evolutionary Ladder From Other Reality Shows - On This One, You're Supposed To Learn Something, And The Guest Judges Are Fellow Dance Professionals Rather Than Actual Celebrities.

'american Horror' Is The Debasement Of The Suburban Family, The Way A Lonely Kid Would Have Imagined It In The Seventies.

But The Rhythm Of The Mix Tape Is The Rhythm Of Romance, The Analog Hum Of A Physical Connection Between Two Sloppy, Human Bodies.