I would just like to inform everyone on the planet that today, Pitchfork reviewed a Frank Sinatra box set.
Man, my grandpa was cool, but I didn't know he was into indie rock!
I wonder what he would have thought about that Clipse album that everyone was spraying their shorts about on their end-of-year lists last year.
I do remember that time Sinatra met Sinead O'Connor though:
"Next issue: the bald chick. What's with her hair? How about it, cueball? I'm lookin' at you and thinkin' "fourteen in the side pocket."