Today in Ty Taylor

I don't want to spend any days in Ty Taylor, but I just can't help it.

(There are those who might wonder, if I dislike him so much, why do I persist? Maybe I am jealous of his mohawk, or I feel insecure/inadequate because I can't stick out my tongue as well as he can. Or, I just can't stop staring at his supremely overconfident trainwreck of an attitude. Anyway, the obsession continues.)

From The Montclair Times: "Taylor considers Hutchence an irreplaceable legend. He said, 'For me, I’ve always felt a deep connection with him … with his spirituality, sexuality, worldliness and how he’s very connected to his art. I’d be honored to be the person carrying the torch for him.'" Um, which torch, Ty? 'Cause, you know, join the club. (I mean, if he was still alive. Not trying to be fetishistic here.)