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Scruffy. The Janitor.
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Happy Scrappy Hero Pup!

And Men Without Hats!

Also, he had the balls to vs. Ted Nugent, aka 'the Nuge.'

Ricky Coogin can sing?

Don't forget the Hives! And, to a lesser extent, the Vines.

Mainstream 80s rock was on par with late 90s radio rock, and that's not…good.

What's Up is a terrible ear worm of a song, for sure.

In my neck of the woods, I Come From the Water got tons of radio play and Travis was barely even a blip on the radar, which makes your assessment seem very odd to me.

The Billy Ray Cyrus conundrum.

Although I know Blur is a super successful band outside of Song 2, it is the only song of theirs I could name.

Sad!

I'm not sure if this was a critical review or a love letter. That opening paragraph seems a bit too enthusiastic for an unbiased review.

And probably not as big of an asshole.

Nah. I wanna squeeze 'em is funnier.

Zombie Bowie.

So…Danzig?

It's good for making soup base. That's about it.

You misspelled "coconut."

Well then, who's playing first?

Jurassic Park: Assisted Suicide