Uh, you shouldn't be pushing through someone eles's ambivalance. How bitchy and controlling...in some cases this would veer off towards sociopathy.

If you love someone set them free. Period.

> If you love someone set them free. Period.

1. That's a very sixties sentiment about the nature of intimate relationships... By which I mean it's a crock of shit, as evidenced by its essentially spotless record of failure in practical application over the following five decades. Its close cousins include "We cannot judge," "All you need is love," and "You're going to have to take responsibility for [unpredictable stroke of tragic luck]." (There was also some stuff about "unity" that's too embarrassing to talk about out loud. If anyone needs to know, shoot me an email and I'll give you a reading list.)

2. It was the title of the shittiest song from Sting's shittiest album (1985's Please Take Notes, Warner Bros.) during the sky-scratching zenith of his pompous and shitty solo career.

3. The overbearing, staccato "Period" evacuates any sensibility of warmth, generosity, stoicism or mystical irony cobbled together by the seven preceding words. "Period" is not about liberated, savvy spirits; It's about command. It's cold. It's Don't-bother-Mommy-when-she's-drinking cold. Frosty. Y'know, bitchy and controlling.

I have a lot of fun pestering Amy for inconsequential stuff too, so I'm curious... How exactly did she put that bee in your bonnet?

Another good show, as usual.

You can tell she's really done the work to understand relationships.

"It was the title of the shittiest song from Sting's shittiest album (1985's Please Take Notes, Warner Bros.) during the sky-scratching zenith of his pompous and shitty solo career."

I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that. And back in the day, everyone said Stewart Copeland was the sanctimonious one.

The guy wanted so badly to be thought of as a thinking musician. He hired Vinnie Freaking Colaiuta, for cryin' out loud, and then just had him play the usual teenage drum patterns.

If he wanted to play jazz, why didn't he play jazz? If he wanted to write intellectual music, why didn't he write intellectual music?

His chatter always reminded me of this: "smart talk meant to convey the message that the speaker knows his way around Lit and History, not to mention Show Biz."

He was a songster. Well, I like songsters! You wouldn't have thought Sting had had anything to be ashamed of until he started acting so ashamed.

I remember a Zappa interview where he was asked about about the geniuses who played in his band. He said he always had a waiting list for every position... People weren't usually too eager to leave. Paraphrase: 'When your talent is that high, when you can play drums like Vinnie, where are going to go to earn a living in show business? What are you going to do DO?'

Vinnie working for Sting was a like a hot young sextoy second wife for an wrinkly, withered old producer in Beverly Hills.... But sadder.