I like how this song confirms my prejudice of Los Angeles being the most unappealing place in the world, and how twenty years later it is still probably very much the same, trading hair metal for hair… something else. Free use of the n-word, white, bedroom hip hop, maybe. And i like how there has been nearly fifteen years of NOFX that i’ve passed by unaware since i left them. The band compulsory if you were ever a twelve year old from the suburbs. Something to grow out of, remaining only for those who never found anything else. Lucky for NOFX, there will always be twelve year olds from the suburbs.
