The Phallic Logo Awards.

Be sure to read the commentary. Perhaps not work-safe.

Via Metafilter, where I also found the very funny piece by David Cross called “Albums to Listen to While Reading Overwrought Pitchfork Reviews.”

Two excerpts:

The virulent and hermetically sealed pinings of the world’s only triple gold selling Native American artist living in an iron lung. It’s as if newly dead, and thus still pure angels, reached down into The Virgin Mother’s throat and gently lifted out the sweetest and most plaintive sounds man will ever hope to hear in this life.

[...]

On Gift Code, WM’s latest offering, we find flutes a flutter, strings a stringin’ and melotrones a melotronian. In what is likely to be remembered more for its chorus of “Get on the bed bitch…now!” than its subtle and rich tapestry woven, (most likely by candlelight) and suffused with an undercurrent of malaise and ennui, the titular track bends, breaks, and ultimately regenerates into a malevolent whirlstrom of angst and twee. RATING: Four Point Six and One Half.

David Cross is funny. Most of the time.

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