As Grandfather used to say, “De gustibus non est disputandum!”

The word on the internets today is that Devendra Banhart is, depending on who you ask, horrible, wonderful, or the luckiest dirtbag around (aka, the “Natalie Portman is Hot So Whatever” defense) and this is somehow the proof behind all of those things:

And I love it. I suppose there is no accounting for taste. Not my taste, though. That’s well and accounted for – I mean the taste of others.

 

The Beatles are good and all, but this…

Like the Beatles, only Indian and with a slight mariachi flair. Also known as “the best.”

“We also create false promises.” Very romantic.