
if i could invite anybody i wanted to a dinner party, i'd invite barack obama, homer simpson, a porn star, and einstein. the conversation would flow, and a few of the world's more pressing problems would be set to rights. on the menu would be baked potatoes and wine. in the background, i'd play NASA's guest-list-heavy fantasy-dinner-party past-present-and-future-of-cri tically-approved-rap-rock-and- pop debut album, the spirit of apollo . i've no idea who these NASA folks are, except that they're two middle-aged chaps with silly names, as if gnarls barkley didn't put them off. i do know that they've got a [...]