It takes big, sweaty, vein-laden balls to release the most offensive cover song in the history of music, but here it is:

The rest of the CD drags its ass around like a worm-ridden hyena on a hot afternoon.

Heaven Shall Burn is the pinnacle of black metal in many ways. This album is just simply fucking hellish.

I’m a private language instructor; so happily, I have very little contact with urchins. They like me, I avoid them…

The Real McKenzies are from Vancouver, BC, otherwise known as Canada, otherwise known as an irrelevant expanse of largely uninhabitable land…

It’s all about what grim conditioner you’re lathering your locks with in the morning.

It sounds as if he’s laboring through a crippling, cramp-racked, 46 minute bowel obstruction the likes of which no other human being has endured.

Frankly, I’m tired of talking about how good this band is.

There are numerous objections leveled at Bob Dylan, the most annoying being that his voice — nasal, whiny, now grizzled with age — does everything but actually sing…

The child in me is now dead. Reinkaos is officially the most disgraceful display of spiritless has-beenism I’ve ever had the misfortune of suffering through.