On bad dreadlocks and hair pieces, and limp-wristed gods of thunder...

Jesus, does the new Guns N' Roses album SUCK or what?! I finally managed to force myself to listen to part of Chinese Democracy, even after vehemently proclaiming to everyone within earshot that I never would. Yep, curiosity got the better of me, but god damn me if Axl Rose will ever see a dime of my money for that auditory abortion. You know what, man? Send it back. Axl was past his prime in 1992 when pissy whiner Kurt Cobain moped onto the scene and rendered what was left of GN'R irrevocably obsolete. Yes, okay, GRANTED, Appetite for Destruction is a great record. But that is all. Anyway, it'll be awfully hard to resume my indifference after hearing the record, but I'll try.