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Some Things I Need Answered

Joanna Angel, the SPIN sex columnist, apparently got the boot. She had become something of a music media joke on arrival, since obviously all male music critics have no problem interacting with women, and all women critics have no problem with a little "titties for titties' sake," as they call it. The mag had also run a pretty hefty piece on the Suicide Girls, a rival to Angel's own alterna-porn ring Burning Angel, that explored the girls' curious top-down treatment, some of the in-fights, an insane bureaucracy you wouldn't expect out of punk porn. So Angel's hiring was a significant marker of SPIN's regime change: You either appreciated the way a nice pair of bouncing titties could "remix" the Killers, or you cleared your desk, put your fat non-bouncing promo titties in a big fat tittie box, and headed straight to Mondo Kim's Music to trade them in for the new Rakes album.

Anyway this all bums me out. Not only am I a "TFTS" guy myself, but I also had written a few questions to Joanna--a few questions about the sexing--and now they'll never get answered. But here goes nothing. Joanna, if you are searching for yourself on Technorati, or reading Riff Market regularly as I suspect you do, let me know what you can do for me here. My "burning" question is:

When you are listening to "Mr. Brightside" like you always do and all the sudden you and your girlfriends bust out your titties, is it understood that the titties are remixing the song, or does one of you have to scream, "Reeeeeeeeeeeeeemixxxxxxxxxxx"?



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