Every Pavement Album Ranked

Most people over the age of, say 35, are probably at least aware of Pavement as the band that sang that cute song about getting a haircut. Their only real “hit,” “Cut Your Hair” has shown up on countless soundtracks and ‘90s indie comps. It’s ironic, since that song was poking fun of bands that cared about image and marketing. But that’s Pavement. Like their heroes The Fall, there was much more going on lyrically and musically under the surface if you looked close enough. They may have been forever labeled as slackers, but they had the songs and albums to back them up. Special shout out to my fact-checking cousin, Amelia, for providing all the Play it again and Skip it tracks for each album!

5. Brighten The Corners (1997)

After “Wowee Zowee” perfectly encapsulated everything that made Pavement’s first two albums so great, there had to be a turd in the cereal bowl, and that turd was “Brighten The Corners.” For all intents and purposes, this is essentially the first Stephen Malkmus solo album, (though not the worst…and that’s saying something). This is also where the ideas dried up and things began to feel phoned-in. Plagued with songs so lethargic and uninteresting, even their titles are boring… “Type Slowly?” “Old To Begin?” Yawn! And even if you do dream of owning a Volkswagen Passat and going to IKEA, for god’s sake, don’t write a song about it!

Play it again: “Stereo”
Skip it: “Passat Dream”

Honorable Mention: Westing (By Musket and Sextant) (1993)

Unless you were already cooler than everyone else and collecting the early, pre-“Slanted & Enchanted” singles and EPs, you likely didn’t hear these tracks until this compilation came out post-“Slanted,” which serves as sort of a “Slanted” origin story. A handful of songs (“My First Mine,” “Mercy: The Laundromat,” and the enduring fan favorite “Debris Slide”) would fit the “Slanted” vibe. However, most of the rest is on the noisier and weirder side, with mixed results. “Maybe Maybe” and “Price Yeah!” are certainly influenced by their respected peers Royal Trux, while songs like “Forklift” surely gave bands like Trumans Water a template to keep on keepin’ it weird.

Play it again: “Baptist Blacktick”
Skip it: “Recorder Grot (Rally)”

Honorable Mention: Watery, Domestic (1992)

Recorded a year or so after “Slanted & Enchanted” and featuring the touring band for that album, this EP essentially serves as an addendum to that album that neither bests nor worsts anything on it. Just, you know, more of the same. The only exception is “Shoot The Singer (1 Sick Verse),” which alludes to the more produced sound the band would grow into on “Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain.”

Play it again: “Frontwards”
Skip it: “Texas Never Whispers”

 

 

4. Terror Twilight (1999)

After the snooze-fest of “Brighten The Corners,” things couldn’t really get any worse, and on Pavement’s swan song, they actually get a little better, if still sounding like more Malkmus solo fare. The songs are better and more varied. “The Hexx” is spooky and jammy, while “Carrot Rope” is goofy and fun, with everything else being somewhere in between. Had they listened to producer Nigel Godrich’s suggested song sequence, this would have been a bit stronger of a record. And why they relegated “Harness Your Hopes,” which became a hit over 20 years later, and one of their greatest songs, to a B-side, is anyone’s guess, but it was a bad decision.

Play it again: “Cream of Gold”
Skip it: “Speak, See, Remember”

3. Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain (1994)

It’s hard to avoid the sophomore slump. But, if you recruit a hipster bass player and especially a drummer who knows what kind of music you want to play, you trade in your Fall records for some Neil Young and Grateful Dead LPs, and let the singer take the lead, it can be done. For an album recorded in NYC, this sure does sound like California. Warm and fuzzy, but still weird and obtuse when necessary (and don’t forget the amazing Smashing Pumpkins diss!). Great for road trips. By not trying to replicate “Slanted & Enchanted,” they avoided being pigeon-holed, and elevated that album to even higher status. Smart move, dudes.

Play it again: “Cut Your Hair.” The hit single they probably never wanted (but wouldn’t admit it if they did)
Skip it: “5-4 = Unity”

2. Slanted & Enchanted (1992)

After early tracks like “Debris Slide” or “From Now On,” it wouldn’t have been impossible to predict what might be next. Regardless, “Slanted & Enchanted” seemed to come out of nowhere as a perfect monolith of indie rock. While it would be lazy to describe Pavement at this stage in their development as a cross between Hex Enduction-era Fall and mid-’80s Sonic Youth, sometimes the Ockham’s Razor approach to lazy comparisons gets the job done. Like Guided By Voices’ “Bee Thousand,” Slanted keeps a perfect balance between the songs teetering on the edge of falling apart and staying together long enough to worm their way into your brain forever.

Play it again: “Trigger Cut/Wounded-Kite At :17”
Skip it: None! They are all amazing

1. Wowee Zowee (1995)

This record could be described as Slanted and Crooked, but thank god they chose a better name. This is the last great Pavement album, and really, the last album as Pavement the band, as opposed to Pavement the songwriting project of Stephen Malkmus. What makes “Wowee Zowee” the best Pavement album is that it has a little of everything in the Pavement arsenal, and even songs that hint at their later albums. It’s like a best-of, but with new songs. The only downside is that these songs fill up THREE SIDES OF VINYL, LEAVING THE FOURTH SIDE BLANK! What am I supposed to do with a blank side of vinyl?! For all the great outtakes and B-sides from this period at their disposal, this just does not compute. This coulda been their “White Album” for chrissakes!! Nonetheless, this should be the go-to Pavement album for fans and curious onlookers, alike.

Play it again: “Flux = Rad”
Skip it: “Western Homes” (but it’s still pretty good)

We Ranked the Top 10 Youth of Today Songs and (Despite Our Doctor’s Objections) Doing a Push-up for Each One

“Physically strong, morally straight. Positive youth, the Youth of Today!” are words no one would ever use to describe us here at The Hard Times. Nevertheless, we pooled the collective brain power of our scrawny, pessimistic old asses and came up with the 10 best Youth of Today songs.

YOT created the mold that 18 billion other youth crew bands have tried to emulate for the past 35+ years but none have done it as well or with as many muscles. And since we just stretched for a few seconds, fired down some chalky Met-Rx bars, and put on our Nike Airs and Champion hoodies, we’re ready to dive into their catalog and bust out these push-ups. GO!

10. “Thinking Straight”

It’s always so cringey when a straight edge band has the literal words “straight edge” in a song. Other than Ian MacKaye, no one should be singing those words and he sure as shit isn’t going to do it anymore. We appreciate the restraint YOT uses here in not saying it. One push-up down. Geez, that was easy. People complain about these things?

9. “Expectations”

The first song on their first album “Can’t Close My Eyes.” It’s a little rougher production-wise than their later stuff but we like the theme of telling others to get off your back. Like family, friends, or coworkers who think it’s funny to literally sit on your back while you’re trying to do a push-up. Get the fuck off of me, Greg!

8. “Make a Change”

Yes, the theme of many of their songs is some kind of vague platitude on self-improvement and mostly comes across as some kind of Tony Robbins-esque motivational speaker seminar. But can’t we all use some ambiguous encouragement to better ourselves? I mean, look at us — we’re using words like “platitude” now and just did a third push-up. Make a change!

7. “Envy”

This was the last song on their final release. Which is a shame because you can see they were headed in a new direction both musically and lyrically. The lyrics to the big pile-on gang vocals in this are “conceit false prestige!” We have no idea what that means but it sounds tough as shit when they do it.

6. “Take a Stand”

If you haven’t already made a change, had a positive outlook or broken down a few walls, you should at least be taking a stand. This has to be the toughest song with the lyrics “A real nice guy.” Speaking of taking a stand, we need to stand up for a second and walk off that fifth push-up. They still count if your chest is a foot away from the floor, right?

5. “Flame Still Burns”

Okay, our forearms, shoulders, and heads aren’t the only thing burning at the moment from push-up number six. The flame is still burning! Which flame, you ask? The flame of hardcore? The flame of being your best self? Belinda Carlisle’s “Eternal Flame”? Who cares? This song fucking smokes! Speaking of smoke, does anyone else smell burnt toast? And maybe have a metallic taste in your mouth?

4. “Positive Outlook”

It always seems like overly positive people are either making up for some bad shit in their lives or are just completely delusional. And it’s hard to stay positive in this world that is literally on fire while you’re surrounded by 8 billion self-obsessed assholes. But it’s nice to take a one-minute break from that thinking while listening to this song and pretending that everything is going to be okay.

3. “No More”

Gorilla Biscuits said “cats and dogs have all the luck” but YOT went at it a little harder. The first real militant hardcore anthem for going vegetarian/vegan. They made an actual music video for this with some ill-advised non-verbal “acting” and lots of high fives. Coincidentally, “no more” is what we are screaming at the moment.

2. “Break Down the Walls”

Okay, this is the biggie. The one everyone knows in the aging pile-ons that still happen to this day when they play it. The one Atom & His Package did a cover for on his first album (worth a listen.) But it didn’t quite top our list. Why? Maybe because all the blood has left our brains and we’re not thinking clearly anymore. Maybe we just feel like pissing off some dudes in their 50’s who still call themselves “hardcore kids.” Or maybe there is one more song that is actually better.

1. “Disengage”

If you haven’t thrown your phone across the room in a fit of rage yet after reading what was #2, congratulations. If you are still mad though hear us out: This is objectively their best song. Porcell came out of his time with Judge bringing some of that same energy and Ray is dabbling with Shelter-like philosophy and vocals but is still giving us that good growly stuff. This song rips – just like our tendons are doing on this last push-up. Can someone dial 911 for us? We’ve lost the use of our arms.

Nice: This Woman Doesn’t Work Smarter or Harder

Physicists say energy doesn’t die, it just changes form, but Ada Williams, an administrative assistant at Abbott Healthcare, proves that when energy doesn’t die, it just sits there latently while you scroll through your phone on the company toilet.

Williams learned early on that if you want to make it in the corporate rat race, you need your mind and body to work in harmony, which is why she uses her mind to download illegal streaming services onto her work computer and her body to microwave pizza rolls in the back room.

Witnessing her coworkers pour their blood, sweat, and tears into their desk jobs inspired Williams to come up with an innovative idea. By not working harder or smarter, she realized she could increase her daydreaming and doodling time 10-fold, while still taking a smoke break every 16 minutes.

Her controversial methods have left coworkers and superiors alike asking, “Ada still works here?” and “I thought Jenkins was supposed to fire her last week. He must still be out with the flu.”

As with most trailblazers, Williams’ unconventional workplace attitude has been criticized by office naysayers who claim she’s stealing company time. Williams suggests her adversaries “get their facts straight,” admitting she has stolen more in company product than she could ever steal in company time.

What people perceive as laziness is actually a carefully crafted act of anti-capitalism. Whenever Williams steals a box of Kind Bars from the office kitchen or takes on projects she has no intention of finishing, she’s saying “fuck you” to Uncle Sam and his constituents. She sees your division of labor and raises you an “unforeseen dental emergency.”

Williams believes that if they didn’t want you to have fun at work they wouldn’t have put a plastic basketball hoop in the break room. The higher-ups know a portion of the paycheck they sign each week is allotted for time spent zoning out, making personal calls, or fucking the hot new data clerk in the defunct archive room, and that’s business.

Update: Man Finally Finds Perfect Song to Close Out Mixtape for Crush Who Is Now Married With Two Kids

FREDERICK, Md. — Local single man and self-proclaimed hopeless romantic Noah Reveis has at last identified what he described as “the perfect” song to close out a mixtape started in 2011 for his crush Katie Dalharter, cringing sources report.

“The final song in your mix is the one that closes the deal — you have to take your time and get it right,” insisted Reveis, who either is in denial that Dalharter got married six years ago and is now a mother of two, or believes The Cure’s “Friday I’m in Love” will somehow make all that irrelevant. “You try finding a mixtape finale that pairs well with Radiohead, Slayer, and DMX. It’s a real painstaking process to pick out a closer that gives off a ‘let’s make out’ vibe. Either way, it’s totally going to be worth the wait when she hears this cassette and falls in love with my music curation skills.”

Dalharter, who played on a local co-ed kickball team for a few weeks with Reveis in her early 20s, initially had no memory of him.

“Noah? No idea. Wait, Noah ‘No Nuts’?!,” Dalharter asked, bouncing her giggling toddler daughter Calathea in her lap. “The backup first baseman who got so drunk after semi-finals that he cried when we lost? Okay yeah, that tracks. So he’s just been sitting there working on a playlist for me all these years. That’s sweet, albeit creepy. Great, now I have to make sure all the video security cameras in our house are up and running. Kind of a weird move, and I haven’t had a cassette player since 2007, so I’m really not sure what he’s expecting here.”

Anthropologist Lenny Sandisfield, Ph.D., said that courtship through song has a long and beautiful history, at least until Reveis came along.

“From caveman times through modern cassette era and beyond, and throughout the animal kingdom, music has always been used to attract romantic partners,” Sandisfield explained. “This delayed mixtape is the most pathetic evolution that I’ve ever heard of. It’s like if a male nightingale started warbling Bright Eyes’ ‘First Day of My Life’ at a mother bird sitting there depositing chewed-up worms in her babies’ mouths. Get a clue, buddy. He’d probably have his head bitten off. Which maybe is what should happen to this guy. Especially for picking such a total cliché song.”

At press time, Reveis was preparing to spend the next eight months deciding whether to title his completed mixtape “Songs for Katie” or “Katie’s Mix.”

Broke Punk Elated to See Favorite Band Not Touring Anywhere Near Them this Summer

SAN DIEGO — Impoverished punk Greg “Spike” Templeton couldn’t be happier that his favorite band was not touring anywhere near him this summer, relieved sources confirmed.

“You know that old trope with the landlord that’s like ‘you must pay the rent!’ and the distraught tenant on their knees that’s all ‘but I cannot pay the rent!’ begging for mercy? That’s me and NOFX every year,” said Templeton while paying his third overdraft fee this month. “It’s also me and my literal landlord every month, but that’s unrelated. It’s like taking blood from a stone, man. I can’t keep using all my hard-earned money to see these artists who have changed my life and shaped who I am as a person. I need that money for drugs.”

Ticketmaster representative Charles Stein revealed plans to get revenue from poor people one way or another.

“We’re in the process of strategically redistricting every major touring act into a route from which escape is impossible,” said Stein before cackling uninterrupted for 30 consecutive seconds. “We will take your money from you one way or another. We’ve found the golden number, by early next year no show will be more than 22.6 minutes from any town in the United States. Just enough for any customer to cave…and then BOOM we get ‘em with the redistricting fee. It’s almost too easy.”

Ticket scalpers weren’t quite helping the situation either.

“Some of these suckers are strong. They have the willpower to resist the initial wave of mainstream ticket disbursement. Mostly because they have no money,” said longtime scalper Wes Frederickson. “They think they’ve won but they don’t realize they’ve been left weak…vulnerable. They always change their mind last minute on a show and want to drive eight hours to see their favorite band play in a shithole. That’s when I come in for the kill and get them with the aftermarket, all while jacking up the price 200% because it’s sold out and I bought half of the available tickets when they were announced. Nothing better than making a profit on other peoples’ creative work.”

As a result of their show hiatus, Templeton has announced that the money saved will be just enough to purchase all the box-set rereleases of all the bands that have retired from touring.

Every Morphine Album Ranked

The “power trio” has existed forever, but no one did it like Morphine. Led by fretless two-string bass maestro Mark Sandman, with support from saxophone whiz Dana Colley and drummer Billy Conway, Boston’s low rockers cut through the deluge of the ‘90s alternative tidal wave with a groovy and ghostly sound. Though their tenure was short-lived due to Sandman’s sudden death in 1999, Morphine’s legacy is still revered, and continues to fill the nightmares of guitarists to this day.

5. Like Swimming (1997)

Like Swimming is filled with some of Morphine’s hardest moments, and is easily the band’s angriest album thanks to tracks like “Eleven O’Clock” and “I Know You (Pt. III).” Hard and loud is great and welcome, but Morphine thrives in spooky grooves, which aren’t as present here. Some out-of-place synth moments pop up sporadically too, like in “Early To Bed,” that consistently sound like someone covertly mixed in keyboard parts performed by their kid.

Play it Again: “I Know (Part III)” “Wishing Well”
Skip It: “Early To Bed”

4. Yes (1995)

Yes is an easy “Yes.” It’s got great songs back to front and rarely misses a step. You know an album is good when it has a track called “Super Sex.” A lesser musician would be given a swirly for trying to mix beat poetry into a song, but Sandman earns it on “Sharks.” Some lingering sameness to what Morphine had done before is there, but it doesn’t detract from an otherwise solid record.

Play It Again: “Yes,” “Super Sex,” “Sharks”
Skip It: “The Jury’

 

 

3. The Night (2000)

Mark Sandman’s sudden, tragic death in 1999 would spell Morphine’s end. The Night’s sessions ended shortly before Sandman’s death and the album was released posthumously in 2000 Original drummer James Deupree, who had left the band due to health issues, returned for some guest drumming. Ethereal soundscapes and a wider range of instruments demonstrate a band in their prime. Still, Pitchfork gave The Night a 5.7, because it simply was not 5.8 material.

Play It Again: “The Night,” “Rope on Fire,” “Take Me With You”
Skip It: “Top Floor,” “Bottom Buzzer”

2. Cure for Pain (1993)

“Buena” is one of a few songs that can stop you dead cold to decipher how the fuck something can sound like that. Grunge meets jazz meets blues meets fuck you, Morphine’s songs are the audio equivalent of sweet talking your way out of a field sobriety test. The band’s most accessible record, Cure For Pain is a rolling thunder sweep of great songs.

Play It Again: “Buena,” “Cure For Pain”
Skip It: “Let’s Take A Trip Together”

 

 

1. Good (1992)

Though a close race, Cure for Pain is ultimately a confirmation of Good’s success. Decisively crafted tracks that fully exploit Morphine’s stripped-down “low rock” grooves. Good is fucking ascendant, one of the few perfect first albums, but somehow never pretentious and always approachable. Morphine tracks are closer to seances than songs. Why the fuck is Mark Sandman dead but Kid Rock is still alive?

Play It Again: The whole thing, on repeat until death.
Skip It: Kid Rock’s discography.

I’m New Hampshire Sober: The Only Time I Drink Is When I’m Riding a Motorcycle with No Helmet

You’ve heard of California Sober: no drugs or alcohol except for weed and maybe the occasional psychedelic. But do you know about New Hampshire sober? No? Well, as someone who’s stone cold NH sober, let me explain it to you.

Basically, I don’t drink or do any drugs whatsoever. Nada. Zilch. Except on the rare occasion when I’m riding my Harley while taking full advantage of the freedoms afforded to me here in the Granite State by not wearing a helmet. That is the only time I ever feel in control enough to crack open a cold one.

I call it “Liberty Riding.” It’s an ode to Paul Revere, who did his “the British are coming” horse ride thing like 50 miles from here, in Taxachusetts. Little known fact, he was totally fucked up when he did that.

You’re probably wondering: How often are you doing this Liberty Riding thing? Isn’t it hard to maintain sobriety while still sometimes drinking? Like I said, it’s rare. I am definitely not doing this every day. For example, sometimes the roads are too snowy for my motorcycle. Other days I’m busy hunting or fishing. We have great wildlife here.

You might also be wondering: Isn’t drinking while riding a motorcycle illegal? To that I say, I don’t know. I purposefully have not looked it up and I don’t intend to. If I can’t have a Sam Adams or ten while the wind blows my unconstrained mullet as I zoom down 95 going 95, what’s the point of living in New Hampshire anyways? Live free or die!

Besides, if I were to hit anyone while Liberty Riding, I’d be the one who ends up in a wooden box, not the other guy. Sure, I’d feel a little bad about traumatizing the driver who had to see my unprotected head slam against the asphalt and my brain spill out like a smashed watermelon. But who hasn’t seen that kind of thing in New Hampshire?

10 Closing Tracks That Gloriously Fuck Up Near Perfect Albums

We sadly know that the full-length LP is dead in the water during the year of our lord known as 2023 (and all years moving forward) due to the world’s utter lack of an attention span. However, long before streaming angrily and viciously shot the album in the back of the head, these songs murdered said records right in front of their own eyes. FYI: We love all of these albums (apart from these closing final track snores) and they are not listed in order of best to worst (or otherwise), but rather in an alphabetical format. That’s for you to decide. Sorry, Greg Graffin. Despite this clerical error, we still think you’re smart and shit.

1. Bad Religion “Stranger Than Fiction”

Closing Track: “21st Century (Digital Boy)

Let’s start this list off with the most overrated punk band of all time: Bad Religion. Infected indeed. We will never understand why the band chose to close its major label debut album Stranger Than Fiction with an uninspired cover of their own song (Against the Grain’s “21st Century (Digital Boy)). It makes quite a lame statement, and honestly, that declaration is better off dead.

2. The Beatles “Abbey Road”

Closing Track: “Her Majesty”

Speaking of glorified, we will never understand why the most revered band of all time chose to close its last studio recording with 25 seconds that we will never, ever get back. Honestly, the song is too long and should’ve been edited down into nothing via Maxwell’s Silver Hammer right from the get-go. Her Majesty (R.I.P., but not really) may have been a pretty nice (and slightly racist) girl in the 1960s, but this song is a stinker. It’s just isn’t fucking good or fucking funny, and stands out in the worst way as the previous sixteen tracks showcase incredible growth, musicianship and melodies for The Fab Four. Fuck The Beatles. The End.

3. Boyz II Men “II”

Closing Track: “Yesterday”

Back to The Beatles, the true Fab Four consisting of brothers Nathan and Wanya Morris, Shawn Stockman, and a dude with a cane put their own shitty stamp on the most covered song of all time, The Beatles’ snoozer “Yesterday”. We have one word to ask on bended knee, “Why?” No thank you!

4. Green Day “Dookie”

Closing Track: “All By Myself”

We’re coming clean here: Bonus/hidden tracks count as the true closing tracks of an album. Don’t @ us. And seriously, isn’t one song about masturbation (“Longview”) enough for this record? Don’t answer that. Oh yeah, did we mention, Tre Cool should just beat other things (the drums) and shut his fucking mouth.

5. Green Day “Warning”

Closing Track: “Macy’s Day Parade”

WARNING: TRIGGER ALERT. Green Day chose to end its most ambitious album (at the time) via a Macy’s corporate sponsorship. We heard that they took a seven-figure check for said endorsement; bitches. Talk about some sell-out shit and a pop disaster. Punk rock sadly died in a pool of blood, sex, and booze via Green Day’s second mention in this brilliant piece.

6. Jimmy Eat World “Clarity”

Closing Track: “Goodbye Sky Harbor”

Jimmy Eat World’s most revered album ended with an ambitious​ sixteen-minute-and-eleven-second song named after a stupid goddamn airport. Many (privately, of course; you don’t want to disrespect anything off of “Clarity” publicly or the emo gods will harm you and yours) scoff at the song’s long length, but we honestly think that it works as a demo that could have been extended. Honestly, the track should have had more bleeps and bloops for at least sixteen more minutes. Then the album wouldn’t have gotten them dropped from Capitol Records and we could’ve avoided the fucking middle.

7. Jud Jud “X the Demos X”

Closing Track: “X Turn Around Song X”

FYI: Compilation albums count too, especially ones from the beautiful and righteous state known as Florida! This series of hardcore 7” morphed into one monumental and sterling eight-minute-and-fifty-three-second album that transcended what an a capella straight edge music power duo could truly rise to. Subsequently, Jud Jud would never receive the mainstream success that it so desperately craved. We solely blame “X Turn Around Song X,” a schlocky shitbag uninspired wreck of a song that cancels out the eight brilliant compositions that came before it. Seriously, just listen to its lyrics! What a divebomb. No tolerance for instruments over here.

8. Semisonic “Feeling Strangely Fine”

Closing Track: “Gone to the Movies”

Why the fuck did Semisonic choose to close this platinum release with this corny little ditty and NOT the anthemic and gorgeous “Closing Time”? Fastball should totally beat their asses.

9. The Suicide Machines “Battle Hymns”

Closing Track: “Jah”

“Jah” is the only song in Detroit’s ska-punk warriors’ catalog that is even stupider than their actual fucking band name. For a frame of reference, The Suicide Machines’ epic three-second ballad “Punck” from this same album is practically “Bohemian Rhapsody” when one compares it to “Jah.” Also, “Punck” should get more public love for its bold and unapologetic statement of defiance to the masses. We are not sure exactly how much Hollywood Records spent on the production, mixing, and mastering of Battle Hymns’ final track “Jah,” but we know that the band will never recoup one second of the four-second butt-stain, let alone the entire tune.

10. Weezer “Pinkerton”

Closing Track: “Butterfly”

This one is gonna ruffle some wings, but we did what our body told us to. Weezer’s commercial and critical sophomore LP failure known as “Pinkerton” eventually became their most revered record, but it never would have bombed so glamorously if the album closed out with its second-to-last song “Falling For You.” Even the band’s reclusive singer Rivers Cuomo knows that song is truly whack, and he croons it apologetically thrice at the song’s end, showcasing that he is more than self-aware that he shat the bed with this one.

Summer Break Forces Gun Store Owners to Prepare For Slow Season

BROUSSARD, La. — Gun store owners across the country reported the need to cut costs as summer break ushers in the start of a decline in business that lasts until school starts again, multiple freedom-loving sources confirmed.

“Every June it’s the same story. We sell a couple rifles to some guys hunting game, but our assault weapons just sit on the shelf collecting dust. I tried offering discounts to anyone who can prove they’re forced to go to summer school, but those kids always end up going to the military where they get all the guns they want for free,” said Crazy Jim’s Guns ‘N’ Ammo owner Jim Ainsley. “I’d love to take a vacation and just close up shop for two months, but a lot of the local cops love to come here and drink a few tall boys out back during their shift.”

Social outcast Damon Lewis says he has taken advantage of summer clearance since his freshman year of high school.

“A lot of states still have bullshit age limits on weapons, but this time of year most shop owners are so desperate for cash that they will look the other way. I’ve got my eye on some hollow point bullets and body armor that I can probably get for 50% off,” said Lewis from his parent’s basement. “Last year I got an IWI Tavor X95 for a fucking steal. It sort of frustrates me how much they jack the price up on these things when school is in session. If Congress actually wants to do something about gun sales they should look into mid-school year price gouging, that’s the real crime.”

NRA president Carolyn D. Meadows is optimistic that munitions suppliers will be able to weather a down economy and bounce back in September.

“When our members ask ‘What does the NRA do for me?’ I have to remind them that we have an army of people posting on message boards to radicalize high schoolers into becoming 2nd Amendment patriots,” said Meadows while drafting legislation she will force multiple members of the House to pass. “Today’s losers are tomorrow’s customers. We have trained experts letting these kids know they can go down in history, and all these eventual domestic terrorists like to buy locally.”

At press time, Crazy Jim’s Guns ‘N’ Ammo placed a bucket of handguns on the sidewalk with a “Free” sign in order to get rid of dead inventory.

Father’s Day Carolers on Porch Belting Out Breathtaking Renditions of Thin Lizzy Songs

MUNCIE, Ind. — A group of Dickensian-garbed Father’s Day carolers were reportedly seen going door-to-door singing particularly beautiful covers of Thin Lizzy songs in honor of the holiday, misty-eyed sources confirmed.

“It was damn near one of the prettiest things I’ve ever heard in my life. I was just out back tossing a couple flank steaks onto the Weber, when the sweet strains of ‘Cowboy Song’ started calling to me from the porch,” said local dad Warren Szelkowski. “I don’t know if it was the charcoal or the memory of the great Phil Lynott, but I was bawling like a baby once they got to their ‘Johnny the Fox’ medley. I just hope the fellas from the block association didn’t see and bust my stones over it next meeting.”

Other family members were reportedly more puzzled, clashing with the enthusiasm of the neighborhood fathers.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen my dad so moved. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel a little peculiar, him being so vulnerable for the first time in years and whatnot. Whatever makes him happy, I guess,” said Szelkowski’s 15-year-old son Reese. “At one point the group of carolers started walking away like they were finished, but they just hid in the bushes for a few minutes until dad asked for an encore. Then they sang the ‘Boys Are Back in Town.’ Seemed pretty obvious even to me that they were going to do that one, but dad seemed more surprised than he was at his last couple birthdays combined. It’s been a weird day.”

Head caroler Cassandra Windham explained the genesis of the idea.

“For professional carolers, things tend to get a little slow during those 11 non-Christmas months. We decided to give this a try, and boy, did it work! I wish we’d thought of learning a few Chicks numbers back in May for the moms. We’d do a sensational ‘Goodbye Earl,’ that’s a fact. But there’s always next year,” said Windham, as she shuffled sheet music for “Waiting For an Alibi.” “For now, if we can bring a quiver to the lip of just one dad in the tri-county area, it’ll make the payments I still owe on this petticoat get-up more than worth it.”

At press time, the carolers decided to up their dad appeal even more by incorporating a few Three Stooges routines into their choreography.