Welcome to Teenage Kicks, the replacement for my Psychic Hipster column, which appeared in the LA Weekly's newsprint edition from 2005 to 2007. (For those who have inquired, the name began as a joke between me and my editor. As time went on, something that seemed cute and entertaining, grew embarrassing and inappropriate. In that way, it's similar to the relationship Mick Jagger must have with rock'n'roll and, more specifically, his leather pants.)

In any event, I can only hope Teenage Kicks will be as entertaining as Chicago area rock critics Greg Kot and Jim DeRogotis were on their Monday night appearance on the Conan O'Brien show.

Was this the greatest moment of rock crit glory since Lester Bangs was immortalized in Almost Famous? Probably. Then again, it doesn't take much to make it onto a list of rock crit's coolest moments. Photos of Jagger's wizened visage + his geriatric kicks after the jump!

NOTE: Despite the tone of this initial post, I promise not to be a bitter, Gawkeresque blogger, but a blogger for the force of good and light and extending the careers of rock stars until rigor mortis sets in.

I definitely hope to be slightly less mean then the commenter who wrote of the DeRogatis/Kot video: “they say TV adds 200 pounds.” Ouch! Also note that I can't control you commenter people so you all can bring it on.

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