For some reason, Alamo gave me a rental car featuring XM satellite radio without telling me. Once I figured it out, I naturally turned to Lucy where every day is the ultimate nineties alt-rock party. At any rate, "Why Don't You Get a Job" by The Offspring came on, and while I'd remembered it as a bad song, oh my God it's terrible.
In addition to its pure sonic badness, it's just an egregious rip-off of "ob-la-di ob-la-da," and is conveying what I've got to believe is the least punk message in human history. I'm almost inclined to believe that the whole thing is a kind of deeply ironic joke about the willingness of commercial radio programmers to give airtime to whatever crap the record companies feed them.


Just imagine what those poor souls endure as fans of country music! Every song, 24/7, excruciating sounds from hell.
Posted by steve duncan | June 29, 2007 2:21 PM