Radio Diss Me

It's been a rough two-week stretch for Radiohead.

Actually, it would have been a rough two-week stretch if Radiohead had any desire to be cognizant of what other human creatures think of them.

Last week, as you know, the Cure frontman Robert Smith pissed on Radiohead letting fans pay what they want for In Rainbows.

Now they've stirred the unbridled fury of one Destiny Hope Cyrus--known around the world as Miley Cyrus; known around first grade classrooms as Hannah Montana; known around my apartment as "Not Hilary Duff....the other one....no, not Amanda Bynes...Hayley Duff?"

Apparently Miley (if that is her real name--which it clearly is not) became enraged when she was refused face time with Radiohead (who she claims are her favorite band) at last month's Grammys.

This past Tuesday, her royal heinous told a radio show that, "They're my rock gods. These are the only people I would cry over." But when her manager tried to make it happen, captain, Radiohead said they weren't down. She said, "it's not like I was going to bring my crew. I had already texted all my friends that my life will be complete [if I got to meet them]." Miley was so offended that she couldn't even force herself to stick around long enough to watch Radiohead's performance. "I was so upset. I wasn't going to watch. Stinkin' Radiohead! I'm gonna ruin them, I'm going to tell everyone."

Okay.

1. Radiohead are not Miley Cyrus' rock gods. That is a scientific fact. Nobody can listen to and appreciate a complex and startlingly original song like "Motion Picture Soundtrack" and then go into a studio and record "Breakout."

2. For being the only people she would ever cry over, she seems to know absolutely nothing about them. If she had even a cursory understanding of who Radiohead are, she'd realize that Radiohead would never, ever, ever want to talk to Miley Cyrus.

3. She couldn't hang around to watch them? It's freaking RADIOHEAD. This isn't my cousin Stewart's Velvet Revolver cover band. If Thom Yorke came up to me, tossed me in a burlap sack filled with Peruvian biting turtles and despair, I'd still hang out to watch Radiohead.

4. I kinda get the feeling that Miley was kidding when she said she would ruin them. Even she has to realize that the offspring of this can't destroy a band like Radiohead. The only thing Miley Cyrus can ruin is the current state of popular music.

Sorry, kiddo. But I loved you in She's The Man.

TWO MORE THINGS WE THINK WE LEARNED THIS WEEK

1. I love the '90s Part Deux.

Maybe everyone's afraid of the 2012 apocalypse. Or maybe everyone is just so nervous about the economy that they're getting their most profitable bands back together and letting bygones be bottom-lines. Whatever the cause, it's a great time to own a pair of Zubaz pants or become a fourth-level Macarena dancer. Third Eye Blind, Blink-182, Limp Bizkit, No Doubt, Jane's Addiction, Faith No More, Sublime and now even the artist formerly known as Michael Jackson are all on the comeback trail. At this point, we're only weeks away from reunion tours from Saigon Kick and I Mother Earth. (For more information on bands like Saigon Kick and I Mother Earth, please visit your nearest unemployed 32 year-old cousin.)

2. If this is selling out, ring me up.

No matter which side of the aisle you fall into when it comes to little-known, French existentialist act Fall Out Boy, you really gotta love their new online game, Fall Out Boy Trail. If you don't, then you obviously grew up in an age where video games had already moved up above 8-bit quality. Based on the '80s home computer classic Oregon Trail, it was released just a few days ago and thanks to its rampant popularity, it's already seen a re-release with more features. I gotta say, it's funnier than about 93 percent of the video games out there and probably funnier than about 32 percent of the movies out there.

Not She's The Man, though.