James Greene, Jr.

James Greene, Jr. attended the same Florida college as Daunte Culpepper and the people who made The Blair Witch Project. His work has graced the digitized pages of numerous dot coms, including Ink 19, Crawdaddy, Den of Geek, and Orlando City Beat. Nicknames include Jim, Jimmy, Jawaharlal, JG2, Tab Man, Badge Man, James Franco, Ol' Fatty Liver, and the Ghost of Bob Crane. Hobbies include collecting t-shirts with irreverent phrases/designs, doing so-so impressions of former Presidents, and stalking former child stars. You can read Greene's blog at JG2Land.

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Sammy Hagar: Cosmic Universal Fashion

The Red Rocker covers the Beastie Boys; surprisingly, the world does not collapse into a fiery hellscape.

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Goblin Cock: Come with Me If You Want to Live

Rob Crow side project continues its fine tradition of muted, foggy metal and brings to light the trials and travails of ghost boys.

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Parry Gripp: Do You Like Waffles?

The singer of Nerf Herder strikes out on his own with ditties strictly about consumer goods.

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Megadeth: Anthology: Set The World Afire

Check your watch -- here comes another best of/greatest hits collection from that other popular metal band whose name begins with "M".

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The Misfits' American Psycho (1997)

This Danzig-less "reunion" album from the most recognized brand in horror rock isn't nearly as bad as you'd expect.

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Bad Religion: New Maps of Hell [Deluxe Edition]

Veteran SoCal punks supplement their last release with acoustic EP, concert DVD, and some nifty posters.

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The Three Stooges Collection, Volume Two: 1937-1939

Larry, Moe, and Curly reign as supreme comedy gods on this second excellent short collection.

James Greene, Jr.

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Flobots: Fight With Tools

Midwestern rappers offer boring but globally conscious jams built on sparse beats and scathing viola.

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Weezer: Weezer

Mainstream rock alterna-gods keep us scratching our aging heads.

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Mudhoney: The Lucky Ones

Seattle’s elder statesmen of grunge return with another so-so, Lukin-free effort.

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Flight of the Conchords: Flight of the Conchords

HBO’s Kiwi sensation serves up some of their strongest material in a CD that could double as a pop-up book.

James Greene, Jr.

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Rocket from the Crypt: R.I.P.

The last rockin’ hurrah from San Diego’s premier meaty, melodic punk band.

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Dead Boys: Return of the Living Dead Boys - Halloween Night 1986 [DVD]

A reunion performance sure to appease true fans of this surprisingly mostly alive band.

James Greene, Jr.

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Human Giant: Season 1

This show meets all my criteria for good humor, and it’s a welcome relief from all the wishy-washy, pussy-footing comedy that’s been grazing at my doorstep, lately.

James Greene, Jr.

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The Red Rocker covers the Beastie Boys; surprisingly, the world does not collapse into a fiery hellscape.

Rob Crow side project continues its fine tradition of muted, foggy metal and brings to light the trials and travails of ghost boys.

The singer of Nerf Herder strikes out on his own with ditties strictly about consumer goods.

Check your watch -- here comes another best of/greatest hits collection from that other popular metal band whose name begins with "M".

This Danzig-less "reunion" album from the most recognized brand in horror rock isn't nearly as bad as you'd expect.

A triple album of indie folk hailing every American chief that was actually forged in Canada (irony alert!).

More songs about being totally bad-ass by a bunch of guys who used to be pretty bad-ass themselves.

Veteran SoCal punks supplement their last release with acoustic EP, concert DVD, and some nifty posters.

Larry, Moe, and Curly reign as supreme comedy gods on this second excellent short collection.

Midwestern rappers offer boring but globally conscious jams built on sparse beats and scathing viola.

Mainstream rock alterna-gods keep us scratching our aging heads.

Seattle’s elder statesmen of grunge return with another so-so, Lukin-free effort.

HBO’s Kiwi sensation serves up some of their strongest material in a CD that could double as a pop-up book.

The last rockin’ hurrah from San Diego’s premier meaty, melodic punk band.

A reunion performance sure to appease true fans of this surprisingly mostly alive band.

This show meets all my criteria for good humor, and it’s a welcome relief from all the wishy-washy, pussy-footing comedy that’s been grazing at my doorstep, lately.