I’ve got an emotional connection to it and that acoustic solo at the end is a mushroom cloud of asskick.
I’ve got an emotional connection to it and that acoustic solo at the end is a mushroom cloud of asskick.
I did not lump anyone in with anyone.
It’s almost like this geopolitics thing is kinda complicated and isn’t as simple as “CHINA BAD! NO MORE TALKING TO CHINA!”
*Shinedown high five*
Theory doesn’t fly. He’s never posted anything that wasn’t clearly Tomato Face and that gimmick would never get followed by a Gawker blog. He’s also never here at night or on weekends. He only posts when the writers post.
It’s neither. It’s simply assessment.
The Goo Goo Dolls probably share more musical DNA with Matchbox 20 than Creed.
I saw them once myself. I’ll say this: singer dude was drunk as hell, bitched out the amphitheater staff for not letting him bring his mic stand up the front of the stage, dragged it there anyway and had them yelling at him for whatever reason (probably a good one, to be honest) and kept teasing the people in the…
I really, really, really want to see if he advises cutting Israel off in his seemingly ongoing quest to alienate everyone.
I totally get it, man. I mean, I have a special emotional attachment to Name, but Long Way Down and So Far Away were serious jams for me.
I actually didn’t think what I heard of Aaron Lewis’ country album was THAT bad and I tend to hate country (and don’t really care one way or the other about Staind).
I dunno; maybe? Their political views really have little to do with this. Creed are super hardcore Christians (Scott Stapp says ignore Scott Stapp making that sex tape with Kid Rock, please and thank you) and I have no idea what Nickelback, a bunch of filthy Canadians, think of American politics.
Not even. The Goo Goo Dolls were a punk-ish Replacements-style outfit turned straight up lite rock that your mom listens to when she fills the hot tub, lights the candles and breaks out the toolbox of dildos. There’s not a single song in their discography that one would honestly call “post-grunge.” They’re not even a…
Skynyrd’s (older) music doesn’t bother me, but their fans... holy shit, I can’t even say I’d rather attend a Trump rally than a Skynyrd concert because a Skynyrd concert IS a Trump rally.
“Name” changed everything, man.
I enjoyed the nifty little trick employed here:
3 Doors Down also did a legitimately good cover of That Smell by Lynyrd Skynyrd.
All 3 are completely different bands with totally different sounds, but if you want to be a glib hipster referencing the “buttrock of the early 2000s,” those three would at least be consistent in timeline and genre.
They also made a name for themselves long before the other two.
They opened for a show I saw probably 15 years ago. I remember the guitarist never opened his eyes and had either spilled something on his pants shortly before taking the stage or straight up pissed himself during the intro.