Why so much fuss about a silly little band who couldn't play, couldn't write songs, had no stage presence & disguised their ineptitude & lack of passion by performing at colossal volume through approximately six zillion effects pedals, bought for them by their stupid record company?
They are the epitome of the triumph both of mediocrity & of style over substance. There's any number of proper bands out there who wipe their proverbial arses with the efforts of these perennial media darlings, darlings.
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