Thank you, "Red Ken".

And I'm really sick of Alterman's love hate relationship with pop stars.
"Everybody get the new Lucinda? I was right, huh?"
His tone runs from intellectual superiority to fandom, but if it's not contempt tinged with jealousy, it's jealousy tinged with contempt: a Yeshiva bucher trying to be down with negroes and white trash. It's painful.
"Is there gas in the car?"
It's a song about Ken Kesey, asshole.