Meet the Press

Upon reading this blog, you may have wondered from time to time, "Who are these people, and why should we care?" Because. Because. Here's who we be:

Joyce is probably the only person in the world who can convincingly argue that John Mayer songs contain a certain amount of depth that nobody, probably not even Mayer, would've otherwise guessed existed.

Not only is Joyce a lyrical gangsta, able to fully appreciate guys like Nick Drake and John Cale for all they're worth, but her mastery of the English language has taken her all the way to law school. Hopefully, she'll take a class or two on internet law and the DMCA. Odds are, some of her friends will need her help sooner or later.

Anything Juliet tells you to get, it'd best be gotten. Elliott Smith, The Royal Tenebaums, and Donnie Darko are among her personal recommendations, and she hasn't been wrong yet. Her favorites will be your favorites. Otherwise, there's probably something wrong with you.

Juliet is currently serving her second year at the 9:30 Club in Washington, DC, where work includes selling band schwag and listening to some pretty great gigs seven nights a week, or however often she works. DMX on September 6!

Linda still listens to the radio, which helps in keeping her tastes well-rounded. Since she's also old enough to know the difference between right and wrong, Linda acts as a buffer of sorts, keeping the kids safe from shitty music from bands like Blue October.

She's recently discovered the next big thing: Gunther Pleasureman, a mullet-toting, sexually ambiguous dance machine, whose music videos have made Linda spit water all over the carpet, truly a testament to her passion for the arts.

Bobby's one of few people who can appreciatively compare Ozma and the Roots without people thinking he's full of shit. Quite simply, if it's good, Bobby'll listen to it.

He currently lives in Taiwan and has been mastering the drums in the past year. It has yolked Bobby to near Canseco-like proportions. Combine that with the fact that he believes that there is no problem which can't be solved by a punch to the face, and it'd probably be best not cross this dude.

Jerome came into the fold believing he was chosen as the token black music contributor. While that is kinda true, he has been known for giving major props to bands like the Police. He's a complicated man, that Jerome.

He recently returned to the States after a year in Shanghai preaching the gospel according to Money Mark. He now spends his free time tracing down and documenting the many branches of ODB's illegitimate family tree.

Enoch spent way too much time writing and formatting this thing.