To me it seems that creative self-indulgence is a bane to many brilliant musicians. Many hip-hop albums associated with genius rappers still have an air of bloat to them that I feel keeps them from being considered stone cold classics. And there's a ton of other albums in other genres that could use a good trimming…

Oh, Dawes!

God works in mysterious mayonnaise…

Damnation? i heard soldiers and the Foo Fighters are from there…

I always had a soft spot for his annoying little neighbor Vanilla Ice. Whenever he would stumble through the front door, say his catch phrase and the crowd would laugh and holler… good times…

Because that fucking pie looks delicious.

Would you ask Bob Seger that?

That's Sabbat to you gentiles. Oh and also, that was a shitty firsty up there.

nevermind…. back to the closet with me…….

Oh wow. Forgot this is moderated. How 'bout Black F*g and Pink Panzer, the gay skinhead band?

One of my favorites is Black Fag and and Gay Panzer, a gay skinhead band.

What
the fuck are you fucking Fucks fucking talking about? I don't hear anything in these headphones!?

Citizen Fish
blow ska-bby butt chunks!

Party with me punker!

An Owl: Yeah, Ron Reyes is Puerto Rican. That song is a goof. It was written as a satirical stab at the moral majority and racists in the mainstream as well as the 80's hardcore scene too.
I always wondered about the usage of Swastikas and Nazi imagery in early '77 style punk rock from New York and England though. I…

Uh, Yeah. It is.

JUD JUD! JUD JUD! JUD JUD JUD JUD JUD JUD JUH JUD! JUD JUD!

Bukkake? wha?!….

"How'd you get up there?!"

Hotel Steve Earle! Where the veins come a-popping and the wallpaper comes a-peeling!