...imagine if William Butler Yeats only wrote poems about dogs eating peanut butter, and if he used only the same fifteen or twenty words in every single poem.

Beautiful.

But, you know how some people (e.g. yours truly) are all like "TV sucks, man, I hate TV, I never watch the stuff, you couldn't pay me to own a TV, but, like, OK, I do kinda like Law and Order: Hot Blonde Assistant DA Who They Got Rid of and It Sucks Now". Or I did until they got rid of the hot blonde etc.

But, anyway, remember that Metallica record back around 1990 where they had some hits, and all the Metallica fans on alt.rock-n-roll were all enraged and accusing the lads of "selling out"? Yeah, well, one or two of those hits didn't entirely suck.

P.S. Bring me the severed head of Joss Whedon.

Note to Mr. Thorpe: If you want to criticize something as "intellectually bankrupt" it's probably not a good idea to blatantly plagarize the work of others (specifically the faux review of Spinal Tap's "Intravenus DeMilo") while doing it.

That dude probably listens to ABBA. Or Paul Simon. Or Cibo Matto.

I got a Thorpian observation for ya. Anybody who listens to music because they feel the need to LISTEN to "good art" is a dick. See? A generalization that is dismissive and derisive.