Every Stephen King Novel Ranked by How Close It Comes to the Horror of Living in Maine

While horror isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, it’s hard to think of a living writer who has had a bigger cultural impact than Stephen King. He is one of the most prolific writers of fiction in our time, and his work is destined to be talked about and adapted for decades if not centuries to come.

As a teenager, I was a constant reader of King. I was fascinated by the fact that one man could churn out page-turner after page-turner and I would wonder where his ideas came from. Then, at the age of 20, I moved to a small town in Maine outside of Portland. And I saw.

Like many of Stephen King’s characters, here I am many years later embarking to confront the evils of my past. Here is our definitive ranking of every Stephen King novel ranked by how close they come to conveying the horrors of everyday life in the godless, awful state that is Maine.

64. Lisey’s Story

King has said that this is his favorite of all the novels he’s written, which is why it ranks dead last. Nothing anyone is proud of belongs on a list about Maine.

63. Billy Summers

We haven’t read this one yet, but the jacket says it’s a story of redemption, so it has no place here.

62. Fairy Tale

A boy inherits a key to a magical world where he and his dog need to fight vague evil. Since the evils in question don’t consist of black flies, gas station pizza, and 8-month winters, this one misses the mark on capturing the horror of living in Maine.

61. Duma Key

Many of the books on this list do not take place in Maine, and that has no bearing on their ranking because it was still the trauma of living there that inspired them. This one, however, takes place in Florida, an entirely different place of evil.

60. Holly

This novel features Holly Gibny, a minor character in several other King novels, now as her fully realized best self trying to solve the case of a young girl. The prime suspect – and seemingly normal couple harboring a dark secret. While nothing is more Maine than people harboring dark secrets, no one there is their fully realized best self, so this one ranks low.

59. Rose Madder

A horror/fantasy that draws its fantastical elements from Greek mythology, King himself has described “Rose Madder’ as a “stiff, trying-too-hard” book, which is why it ranks low on our list. No one who chooses to live in Maine tries too hard. They just like, stand there.

58. BLAZE

Somehow laboring under the delusion that he just hadn’t published enough books, Stephen King dusted off a copy of this pre-Carrie manuscript, tightened it up, and published it in 2007. It centers around Clayton Blaisdell (get it?) and the bond he forms with a baby that he has kidnapped from its millionaire parents. Since it features an adult connecting with a child, it ranks very low on our list of horror found in Maine.

57. The Institute

A shadowy organization is kidnapping kids with psychic abilities, and keeping them imprisoned in a palace known as The Institute for nefarious purposes. It’s a scary premise, but not Maine scary because at least these kids are getting an education.

56. Sleeping Beauties

Stephen King teamed up with his son to spin this tale about a future where women cocoon at night and transport themselves to a better place. It ranks low on our list because it presupposes that sleep can offer an escape to someone living in a state where the number one pastime is Lyme disease.

55. Gwendy’s Button Box

A girl is given a mysterious button box by a stranger who warns her that if she presses any of the box’s buttons bad things will happen. It is here at 55 because unlike most people in Maine at least Gwendy can control something, anything.

54. The Talisman

12-year-old Jack Sawyer walks from New Hampshire to California on a quest to find a Talisman that can save his dying mother. Along the way, Jack finds himself in “The Territories,” a Medieval parallel universe that mirrors our own. While more fantasy than horror, it is clearly inspired by Maine, a place that refuses to acknowledge what year it is. Maine is similar to our world, but everywhere you go people are playing something called Def Leppard from something called a radio, and the Starbucks are all called Dunkin Donuts, and everyone who works there is an old sea captain.

53. Roadwork

A grieving man is pushed over the edge of sanity after a proposed interstate highway threatens to demolish his home. An unstable man with a gun standing his ground in the cold is very “Pine Tree Ttate,” but it ranks low on our list because Maine never updates its infrastructure.

52. If It Bleeds

If It Bleeds is a collection of four novellas. The titular story centers on a TV news anchor with a suspiciously uncanny nose for viewer-grabbing tragic events. Tragic events are bad, but the horrors of Maine are more bleak than newsworthy.

51. The Eyes of the Dragon

This one is more of a full-on fantasy lacking real horror elements. It shares a few threads with the Gunslinger series so everyone talks weird, but they’ve still heard of the letter “R” so the horrors of Maine are not accurately represented.

50. The Dark Tower II: The Drawing of the Three

While not the scariest Stephen King novel or even the scariest entry in the Dark Tower series, it features a lot of junkies and racism, giving the reader a reasonably accurate picture of life in Portland.

49. The Dark Half

When a journalist threatens to expose a famous author’s pseudonym, the author decides to get ahead of the story and out himself, but it turns out the alter-persona won’t go out without a fight. It comes to life and commits a series of horrific crimes. This novel perfectly encapsulates Maine’s state slogan: “Keep your nose out of my dark secrets or I will fucking murder you.”

48. The Running Man

In the future of 2025, Ben Richards agrees to be on America’s favorite reality show, The Running Man. If he can elude capture and execution by police and bounty hunters for one month, he’ll get the money he needs to cure his daughter’s terminal illness. Published in 1982 the book is extremely prescient, and the game presented is barbaric, but it is still a form of entertainment so it doesn’t quite represent the horror of Maine.

47. Elevation

Stephen King tackles the divide tearing our nation apart with a good ole “Can’t we all just get along?” It may take place in Castle Rock but spiritually this book is about as far from Maine as you can get.

46. Needful Things

A new antiquities shop opens in Castle Rock that seems to have exactly what everyone desires, and the customers don’t pay with money, they pay with IRONIC TWISTS! Sort of like how when I moved to Maine I thought “At least the lobster rolls will be good” only to find out that their version of it is cold lobster meat and celery mixed with mayo served on stale bread with lettuce. Oh, except that shitty lobster roll cost a lot of money.

45. Gerald’s Game

After a night of kink gone wrong, Jessie Burlingame is left alone handcuffed to her bed. Trapped and alone with her thoughts she is consumed by the demons of her past. I think anyone who lives in a state where it’s almost always winter and everything closes at 9 p.m. can relate to Jessie.

44. Dolores Claiborne

A suspicious death in a Maine island community prompts suspect Dolores Claiborne to confess her life story, a tale of tragedy, injustice, and unspeakable family secrets. Throw in a plate of fiddleheads and you’ve got everything you need to know about New England’s most haunting state.

43. The Green Mile

There is, of course, no one living in Maine with basic compassion, let alone a Christ-like ability to heal people, but if there was they would for sure kill them.

42. Desperation

A group of travelers is lured to a small, dying town and must thwart an ancient evil unearthed by minors. This novel speaks to the deep, yearning desire in the heart of everyone with the misfortune of being born in Maine. For someone, anyone, to come and vanquish the repressive, miserable, intangible ether of misery that haunts the very air they breathe.

41. The Regulators

A terrifying story of a suburban Ohio neighborhood where suddenly all of the houses are transformed into log cabins and no one is allowed to leave their house. The Regulators explores what might happen if Maine were allowed to spread.

40. The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger

The humble beginnings of what would become The Dark Tower series finds Roland trekking through a wasteland where he tangles with mutants, horny church ladies, and people who talk really weird. It’s sort of a love letter to Bangor.

Rockabilly Band Dips Instruments in Barbicide After Set

BRANSON, Mo. — Rockabilly band The Soda Jerks dunked all of their instruments in a giant vat of Barbicide following their set last night in order to quickly and efficiently disinfect the equipment, confirmed perplexed sources.

“Don’t flip your lid, that’s how we end all our gigs!” Soda Jerks guitarist Freddy “Dibs” Barrow explained while taking an unpaid cigarette break from his job at SuperCuts. “When it’s time to hit the road and haul ass to the next town, we gotta have our gear mint and ready to cruise. So we got a big ol’ tub of that beautiful blue Barbicide to get our rig nice and cherry. The only drag is it costs a fair bit of bread. Last year we only did one tour of western Missouri and spent about $90,000 on gear. You do the math, daddy-O!”

Although onlookers reported confusion upon seeing the band intentionally submerge their instruments into the hospital-grade disinfectant solution, the prevailing mood was one of relief.

“Mostly, I was just glad they’d stopped playing,” admitted concertgoer Alana Roberts. “I didn’t even know rockabilly was a thing, but apparently it’s a music genre where guys dress up like Jesse from ‘Full House’ and sing songs about cigarettes and cars? It’s kind of cute, but they were really hung up on the whole barbershop thing. Like, while we were waiting for them to come on stage they passed out old magazines for us to read. And then they came out for an encore, but, instead of playing more songs, they just brought my boyfriend on stage and gave him a shave.”

The Soda Jerks’ post-performance tradition may have cost them tenfold what they were paid for the gig, but health officials are in favor of their commitment to sanitation.

“Although it doesn’t make any economic sense for the band, it’s good for the public health,” noted Dr. Alisha Wallace, WHO Regional Director for North America. “Concerts are prime conditions for outbreak events. You have lots of people in a confined space, bumping against each other, yelling, sweating, and potentially spreading illness. So, from a health standpoint, it can’t hurt to give the instruments a thorough cleaning before carrying any potential pathogens to a new location. Honestly, we could probably wipe out half the contagious diseases in the world if we could get Leftover Crack to start doing this.”

As of press time, The Soda Jerks were forced to postpone the rest of their tour after their hot rod blew a gasket attempting to win a drag race against a bicycle.

Every Say Anything Album Ranked Worst to Best

Prioritizing one’s mental health ain’t no laughing matter and neither are Los Angeles’ Say Anything. Max Bemis, the band’s quick-witted and prolific Brian Wilson-esque figure composer was mentally ill LONG before every band consisting of miscreant members like dick-nugget Trumpie bitch-ass Mike Love bogusly cashed in on said sanity trend. Because of this noteworthy stat and so, so much more, Bemis is a true punk alongside a stretch of disingenuous posers attempting to play catch-up. How futile. Anyway, over the course of its extensive career that started at the turn of the century, Say Anything released eight albums, several EPs, and various singles including 2023’s “Psyche!” the band’s first effort since 2018. We ranked all of these LPs, and although the band’s 2001 debut record “Baseball: An Album by Sayanything” isn’t in the gold medal slot, we implore you to keep reading this treacherous sea of words that both you and Molly Connolly are certainly incorrect about.

8. I Don’t Think It Is (2016)

Despite Kanye West, the alt-right’s most critically-acclaimed soldier, listening to an exclusive advance of a Jewish man’s record, Say Anything’s 2016 LP “I Don’t Think It Is” is a twelve-track experiment that went alt-wrong. Say Anything songs often inspire repeated listens due to their many, many easter eggs, but this abrasive-in-a-meh-way album lacked ample replay value. To prove such, surprise albums from noteworthy acts often get a lot of PR, but buzz seemed to fade about this one shortly after its release. Even its album cover photo looks like an iPhone pic from someone stealing your mobile device at a bar during a quick White Claw piss break.

Play it again: “So Numb”
Skip it: “Wire Mom”

7. Anarchy, My Dear (2012)

As evident with our “play it again” section below for “Anarchy, My Dear,” Say Anything’s debut LP for Equal Vision Records, we’re all about song sequels. “Admit It Again,” track four of 2012’s “Anarchy, My Dear,” was a then-modern inspired part-two to Say Anything’s perfect song “Admit It!” and it has some hot, thought-provoking hot takes, and many legit guffaws. Still, this full-length is inconsistent when one compares it to the band’s other six albums listed next.

Play it again: “Admit It Again”
Skip it: “Anarchy, My Dear”

6. Oliver Appropriate (2019)

Sometimes albums are way too long to effectively digest (more on that later), and other times records leave you thirsty as fuck in a non-creepy literal manner that would still likely get you canceled. The latter is certainly the case for 2019’s “Oliver Appropriate”, which at fourteen songs clocking in at just under thirty-five minutes, feels really, really short for a typically-verbose-in-the-best-way Say Anything LP. However, this potential swan song full-length opens up with and contains the band’s best song title, “The Band Fuel,” and we’re not taking any more shimmering questions on the matter.

Play it again: “Pink Snot”
Skip it: “Fired”

5. Baseball: An Album by Sayanything (2001)

2001’s “Baseball: An Album by Sayanything” is the band’s sole DIY-release LP before a well-deserved bidding war ensued and foreshadowed the band’s not-so-colorblind bright future. Get it? Regardless if you’re an OG fan or not, this is a hell of a debut, and gets further highlighted (sic; we’re clever, but not as clever as Max) on 2013’s three-plus-hour-long expansive compilation “All My Friends Are Enemies: Early Rarities,” also containing 2000’s “Junior Varsity” EP, 2002’s “Menorah/Majora” EP, the “Dormroom Demos,” and other SA rarities. Again, like we mentioned in the opening of this sterling piece, as staunch sticklers for accuracy and brilliance, none of the other EPs and compilations count as proper full-lengths. You’re shamelessly wrong if you attempt to poorly critique us for such and anything else in the comments.

Play it again: “Colorblind”
Skip it: “The Last Great Punk Rock Song”

4. Hebrews (2014)

This section of our soon-to-be-viral Say Anything album ranking piece, which starts again just after this article’s halfway point intermission, contains our second of two Kanye West references. We truly, truly wish that 2014’s “Hebrews’ was the one that Max played for Kanye in so many ways, namely for its seven-letter title, which would inspire Mr. West to write a disjointed but eventually-deleted social media post, and the many, many guest features which, like the next-to-be-mentioned LP, would put a scene band in hip-hop territory. The ambitious and incomparable guitar-less “Hebrews” may get lost in the shuffle of other amazing Say Anything LPs, but we implore you to give it another spin.

Play it again: “Judas Decapitation” (featuring Gareth and Kim Campesinos)
Skip it: “A Look” (featuring Stacy King and Bob Nanna)

3. In Defense of the Genre (2007)

We know, we killed it for all of y’all, and this double album should be ranked differently in this here piece, but we are judging the LP objectively as an entity and without any semblance of emotion whatsoever. Honestly, if 2007’s “In Defense of the Genre” was cut by about 43, 46, or even 47%, it would likely be in the silver medal slot here, but we can’t change the past as much as our whiny pathetic emo hearts would like us to. For this recording and the following album placement listed, despite both being released on a major label, the first singles (respectively the-not-bad-but-middle-of-the-road Say Anything tunes “Baby Girl, I’m A Blur” and “Hate Everyone”) weren’t the best options to escape a sinking ship and successfully launch a record. Oh whale.

Play it again: “The Church Channel”
Skip it: “Died A Jew”

2. Self-Titled (2009)

Full disclosure: We know that you purely look at these album lists out of an unhealthy combination of boredom and spite, and outside of the actual numerical rankings themselves, you don’t even read any of the piece’s actual text. Sad! We work hard on these so do better. Regardless, we know that we gaffed in a not-so-glorious-fashion regarding Say Anything’s 2009 self-titled record’s placement here, as it should be ranked fifth, seventh, or somewhere between the band’s hit LPs “Through Being Cool” or “On a Wire.” As we read on your blue checkmarked Twitter account, your list crushed ours anyway. Still, this #2 placement is undeniably the band’s catchiest effort and an overall enjoyable thirteen tracks front-to-back.

Play it again: “Do Better”
Skip it: “Young Dumb and Stung”

1. …Is a Real Boy (2004)

If you thought that a multi-layered and not-typically-mainstream aggressive rock song touching on a relationship torn apart by the Holocaust called “Alive with the Glory of Love” would successfully infiltrate the world in the mid-aughts you’re far, far more astute than most. If not, and you weren’t scoping absolutepunk.net on your T-Mobile Sidekick, Clive Davis’ J Records sure noticed its potential, and signed the band shortly after the band released its 2004 LP “…Is a Real Boy,” and re-released the record along with some extra songs known as “…Was a Real Boy.” Much lore has been told about this album’s dramatic creation, but regardless of the fact or fiction behind such harrowing tales, this album is a 10/10, and a 21st-century classic without a trampled flag on a city street. Please tell us that “Baseball: An Album by Sayanything” should be the winner here in this piece, we dare you to!

Play it again: “Admit It!!!”
Skip it: Don’t, and then listen to “…Was a Real Boy”

 

Woman on Tight Deadlines Totally Crushing Other Chores

SAN DIEGO — Local procrastinator Rupa Patel claims she’s never more productive around the house than when she’s on tight deadlines at the office with assignments her career completely depends on, confirmed multiple sources who have never seen her apartment so clean.

“Right now I have two presentations to our biggest clients that I need to finish before 3 p.m. today or I’ll be fired, but also it just seems like the perfect time to scrape the silicone off the backsplash behind my sink and put a new bead down,” said Patel. “And besides, I still have 45 minutes to put together a 16-page slideshow with quarterly breakdowns, projections, and a complete social media strategy. I just need to fold my laundry first, then maybe go get my DVDs out of storage and arrange them alphabetically before I start on my real work.”

Partner Adam Levinson admits that his girlfriend’s new habits are a double-edged sword.

“I love that Rupa is giving the place a deep clean, and if I ask to lend a hand she says ‘no, you will just make it worse’ so I’ve had more time to meet up with the boys and play Pickleball,” said Levinson. “The biggest downside is the fact that we can’t afford his lifestyle if she loses her job. They cut a few of my shifts at the arcade, so she really needs to focus. As much as I appreciate her sanding and restaining the hardwood floor, she really needs to be more professional.”

Psychologist Lucia Hale referenced studies showing in proven detail that procrastination shines a light upon mundane day-to-day obligations.

“Task and labor duties tend to be disproportionately shifted onto women in both the home and the office. This gives them, on average, four times the duties of their male partners and coworkers. In order to take back control people will often work backward on their personal ‘To-Do’ list as a ‘fuck you’ to the world,” said Hale. “I’ve been asked thousands of times over the years how to remedy this. Logically, the only feasible solution is to move out in the middle of the night, start over in another town, and disassociate your way into a more peaceful life as a painter. So many of my clients have found success over the years with this method.”

At press time, Patel was last seen trying to replace the knob and tube wiring in her attic with just 35 seconds left until her meeting.

Opinion: I Love My Children Exactly as I Wish They Were

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. Is it really summer time already? Gosh, the days just fly by don’t they? Hi everybody, it’s Carolyn Thompson here, and let me just say, the last few months have been jam packed for all of us here at 2133 Meadowcrest. Maybe if everyone would just read my quarterly newsletter, I wouldn’t have had to buy ad space in this paper to tell you about it, but that’s another matter. Life is good, me and Scott are doing fabulously and the kiddos are growing like weeds. They all have such different interests and opinions that sometimes I need to remind myself (and all of you) that I love my children. Exactly as I wish they were.

I mean, who can believe that our eldest, Dylan, is going to be starting college in the Fall? Not this mama! And what a blessing and a privilege it is that he’s elected to study theater. Wow! I’m sure that’s gonna be a great use of his time and our money. And sure, it’s fantastic. But somewhere in that young man, I see another version of him. A version that says to me: “Mama, I’ve decided I’m going to put my performing skills to good use and go the pre-law route.” And I tell him that it’s not an easy decision, putting profit over passion, but one that I’m sure he’ll be grateful for in the long run. I certainly am. God, I just love that hypothetical version of my son so much.

And our youngest, Zachary, has become involved in athletics, finishing seventh grade strong as part of the Cromwell Middle School Track and Field team. He had the second lowest average of all the shot-putters on the field team this year. But that’s okay. Because that means he’s got room to grow, and he gets to inspire another child to grow after him. What a blessing. Sure, there’s a world where Zach starts working out regularly, quits eating Wendy’s, joins the football team like his Dad and becomes the strapping, muscular and handsome young man that I have to keep all the girls at school away from. Ha! Stay back ladies! This one belongs to mama! That would be nice. That would be really, really nice.

And lastly, my female son Olivia, (soon to be entering the tenth grade) threw Scott and me a little curve ball last month when she announced that she’s considering not going to college and pursuing music full-time. A goal she underscored by dyeing her hair jet black, wearing chokers and listening to some mannish-voiced songstress named Nico. And I couldn’t be happier for her. Really. I mean, yes, there’s a version of Olivia that still has the beautiful flaxen locks that God and genetics intended for her and says: “Mom, you were right. I should go to college and get my marketing degree like you. I’m going to meet a nice man in college and not say hurtful things like pretending to be bisexual and get married and give you a grandchild. You and I are going to paint each other’s nails and go on spa days and co-own our own business with Mary Kay. Won’t that be nice, Mom? Won’t that be nice, Mama?” Yes, Olivia. Yes. That would be nice. “I love you Mama.” I love you too, Olivia.

But children are little people, as Scott likes to remind me. Kids will be kids. Oh yes, and I’m sure you’re all wondering how Scott is doing. Well, I’m sad to announce that Scott did not get promoted to V.P. at work. But that’s okay. He seems perfectly happy to spend his whole career in middle management. And I think that’s just super.

Every Boss Pedal and Which Band Its Owners Desperately Wish They Were In

Guitar pedals are the paint-by-number books of the music world. Can’t come up with an original riff? Buy a pedal to sound like your favorite guitarist and just play what they played. Too stupid to learn music theory? Crank your pedal’s gain and let the feedback whisk you away. No creative impulses within? Get a wacky delay pedal and hit one note. There, you just wrote a song!

No company is more responsible for the proliferation of pedals than Boss. They’ve worsened guitarists’ delusions of grandeur more than anyone, so it’s time to take them to task. But let’s lay some ground rules first. We will look at every single Boss pedal currently in production and decide what it says about its owner and what much more talented band they wish they were in. If it’s out of production, it won’t be here. I don’t care if you paid $600 for a 1980s Slow Gear pedal, it won’t show up in the list. Typical Slow Gear owner…

If you own multiple Boss pedals, look for your favorite one you’ve owned. If you don’t own any, choose the one you’d buy first. By our count there are 107 pedals in production as of the publication date, and we’re counting any device they sell that can conceivably rest on the floor, get turned on by feet (gross), and affect your sound in some way. Things like metronomes aren’t included. Welcome to the Boss parade.

DS-1 Distortion: Days N Daze

Photo of Boss DS-1 Distortion PedalYou are cheap as hell. You itemize every receipt when you get drinks out with friends and send unprompted Venmo requests down to the exact penny. You cyberbully people online for getting Gibsons when Epiphones are just as good if not better. You pray that someday Days N Daze will hold auditions for an electric guitar player. Buy yours today

DS-1W Distortion Waza Craft: Lightning Bolt

A complete wild card. You’re the type of person who sets off fireworks in the band van at 3 a.m. while driving through the desolation of Kansas. You bought the most expensive version of the worst-sounding distortion ever because it’s funny. You don’t actually turn it on, but you talk about it to anyone who will listen. You’ve sent Lightning Bolt an email asking if they’re ready to go from couple to throuple. Buy yours today

DS-1X Distortion: Strung OutPhoto of Boss DS-1X Distortion Pedal

More. That’s all you want. More gain. More speed. More knobs than a normal DS-1. And you’re going to turn them all up. Why? Because it’s time to shred. It’s time to mosh. You are a musical adrenaline junky, and your band ain’t gonna open for Strung Out if you don’t get the blood pumping. Buy yours today

DS-2 Turbo Distortion: MXPX

Photo of Boss DS-2 Turbo Distortion pedalMusic is fun. You’re here to have fun. You’re here to eat pizza, play music, and have fun. Let’s have some fun. Every song should be pop-punk and written in a major key and give you that feeling of walking into a Chuck E. Cheese at age 7. If it worked for MXPX in the ’90s and 2000s, it could work for you today. Buy yours today

HM-2W Heavy Metal Waza Craft: At the Gates

Photo of Boss HM-2W Heavy Metal Waza Craft pedalYou keep band photographers on retainer for the rare time it snows significantly in the Midwest. Because once the forecast predicts a dusting, you and the bandmates rush out into the woods to get your gloom on. All the posturing and scowling can’t make up for the fact that your mom still cooks most of your meals. And any extra money goes into more HM-2 clones and tickets to watch At the Gates play “Slaughter of the Soul” in full. Buy yours today

JB-2 Angry Driver: Sufjan Stevens

Photo of Boss JB-2 Angry Driver distortion pedalYou’re deeply sensitive. Disturbed may as well be a death metal band to your ears. But with great sensitivity comes great depth. You have notebooks and notebooks worth of poetry. You know life would be easier if you got a heavier distortion pedal, but you rarely enable the Angry Charlie circuit. That much gain isn’t befitting of your Sufjan Stevens bedroom project anyways. Buy yours today

MD-2 Mega Distortion: Mark Tremonti

Photo of Boss MD-2 Mega Distortion pedalThose liberal cucks ruined Affliction and Ed Hardy clothing for everyone. But not for you- you still wear it loud and proud. Skulls, tattoo art, and tribal designs are timeless. You won’t stop. You’ll open your chain wallet for more every time you go to the mall. And you also won’t stop playing Mark Tremonti riffs on your PRS guitar through this Mega Distortion pedal. Buy yours today

ML-2 Metal Core: Converge

Photo of Boss ML-2 Metal Core distortion pedalBandmates plead with you to stop hopping on the mic, but no one can stop your avalanche of emotions. You have big feelings and need to get them out with blood-curdling screams while you chug palm-muted power chords. You want every song you ever play to sound like how Converge’s “Jane Doe” album cover looks. Buy yours today

MT-2 Metal Zone: Metallica

Photo of Boss MT-2 Metal Zone distortion pedalHappy Meals aren’t only for adults; you should know considering how many you order in a week. You don’t “collect” action figures, you play with them. You start your day off right with a bowl of Fruity Pebbles. No one is going to tell you to grow up, and no one is going to tell you to turn the gain down on your Metal Zone pedal while you chug along to the easy parts of Metallica songs. Buy yours today

MT-2W Metal Zone Waza Craft: Opeth

Photo of Boss MT-2W Metal Zone Waza Craft distortion pedalYou’ve created blind A/B tests for EQ settings in your DAW. You know how a 3db boost at 4k will alter your guitar tone. You can taste hints of rosemary in overpriced risotto. And even if your music taste sucks, you’re going to get the best possible tone for it. Ignore the scowls when you get passed the aux and blast some Opeth. If your friends can’t appreciate the perfection that is “Blackwater Park,” they shouldn’t be your friends anyway. Buy yours today

ST-2 Power Stack: NOFX

Photo of Boss ST-2 Power Stack distortion pedalYou’re so incredibly gullible, I’m shocked you aren’t locked in a Scientology closet somewhere. You truly believe in your heart of hearts that a pedal can give you the feeling of playing through a full stack of analog guitar amp power? It’s as likely as your high school crush finally divorcing their partner and discovering their love for you. C’mon already. Just cut your losses and try to enjoy the NOFX farewell tour by yourself. Buy yours today

BD-2 Blues Driver: Joe Bonamassa

Photo of Boss BD-2 Blues Driver overdrive pedalYou try to get your nephews and nieces to listen to Joe Bonamassa at every conceivable opportunity; this is your life’s mission. Kids these days don’t know real music, but someone’s gotta show ‘em the blues. The REAL blues. Rich white man blues. Buy yours today

BD-2W Blues Driver Waza Craft: Jimmy Buffett

Photo of Boss BD-2W Blues Driver Waza Craft overdrive pedalYou are fucking old and you are fucking rich. There is no reason to plug a $9,000 Gibson Custom Shop Les Paul with a hideous chameleon burst finish into a non-Waza pedal, so you won’t. You bought the last Dumble ever assembled by Howard Dumble, and you plug into it and play once a month. Now, if you could only remember that dang E major chord so you can play along with Jimmy Buffett. Buy yours today

OD-1X OverDrive: Fugazi

Photo of Boss OD-1X OverDrive pedalYou’re not a normal guitar player; you’re a little extra. Sure, you can whip out a bluesy rock solo or strum a soulful, emotional ballad on an acoustic. But there’s a little more than meets the eye. You can bust out a respectable rendition of “Eruption” and you can make boomer dads cry with your spot-on “Little Wing.” But when you’re by yourself? You bust out some powerful post-hardcore. Too bad Fugazi is never going to reunite and let you in. Buy yours today

OD-200 Hybrid Drive: Paul Davids

Photo of Boss OD-200 overdrive pedalYou subscribe to over 300 gear demo channels on YouTube. You get text and email notifications whenever That Pedal Show uploads everything. You’ve stalked Andy from ProGuitarShopDemos in a grocery store but were too nervous to say anything. You listen to Paul Davids’ original music on Spotify and are so close to convincing yourself that you like it. Buy yours today

OD-3 OverDrive: The Lawrence Arms

Photo of Boss OD-3 OverDrive pedalYou enjoy reading. You have a tasteful collection of tattoos. And your Criterion Collection shelf isn’t that bad either- woah, is that the Ingmar Bergman box set? Nice. You get down with a late-night bourbon and the occasional cigarette. And you thought you’d be way more successful by now. But keep in mind that your idols The Lawrence Arms weren’t overnight successes either. Time to quit dorkin’ around and start writing tunes. Buy yours today

OS-2 OverDrive/Distortion: Yo La Tengo

Photo of Boss OS-2 OverDrive/Distortion pedalWill you quit waffling around and make one goddamn decision in your life already? Overdrive OR distortion. But no, you can’t. Commitment terrifies you. We checked with your exes and they can confirm. You need to keep all your options open at all times. But little do you know that by doing so, you’re actually closing yourself off to great opportunities. While you mope about how you got here, throw on some Yo La Tengo for a sappy soundtrack. Buy yours today

SD-1 SUPER OverDrive: Periphery

Photo of Boss SD-1 SUPER OverDrive pedalYou’ve practiced scales in your bedroom for hours on end. You found the best bandmates in your area. And it’s time for you to take this djent/metalcore/prog outfit on the road. You done your homework, and you are entirely unprepared for how hard it will hurt when you don’t make it. But why? You don’t sound different from all the other bands. You boost the front end of your Mesa/Boogie amp with an SD-1 like everyone else. So why can’t you be the next Periphery? Why? Buy yours today

SD-1W SUPER OverDrive Waza Craft: Weezer

Photo of Boss SD-1W SUPER OverDrive Waza Craft pedalYou’ve never made your partner climax. They’re incredibly understanding and never shame you for it, which unfortunately has the unintended side effect of leaving you with little motivation to improve your abilities. Obviously this goes without saying, but you are a Weezer fan. But I’m talking, like, new Weezer. Post-White Album Weezer. You make me sick. Buy yours today

FZ-1W Fuzz Waza Craft: King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard

Photo of Boss FZ-1W Fuzz Waza Craft pedalYour eyesight has actually worsened because of how much ‘Antiques Roadshow” you watch. “Older is better” is your mantra. That’s why trends like distortion, digital, and heliocentrism never really appealed to you. Stick to the tried and true methods, like fuzz. It’s the only sound a guitar needs. And the only band out there keeping rock alive with its old sense of rebellion is King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard. Considering how many albums they make per year, there’s actually a good likelihood of you guesting on a track at some point. Buy yours today

FZ-5 Fuzz: Sonic Youth

Photo of Boss FZ-5 Fuzz pedalThere is no Fender guitar so obscure that you won’t own it someday. Strats and Teles? Fuck outta here. We’re talking Jag-Stangs. We’re talking Toronados. We’re talking Musicmasters. We’re talking Squier Venus. Because if you’re guitar playing can’t be unique, at least your guitar can be. Hey, you’re at least as good as Lee Rinaldo when it comes to making dissonant feedback in Sonic Youth, right? Buy yours today

DM-101 Delay Machine: Lana Del Rey

Photo of Boss DM-101 Delay Machine pedalYour last name is Vanderbilt or Carnegie or Waldorf or Rockwell or some shit like that. Why pay $200 for a delay when you can pay $500? This one has more knobs, modes, and most importantly is more expensive. You buy obsidian guitar picks from mines in Africa. You have a chest of Mogami gold cables. And your wealth continues to grow by the day since you invest in oil companies and defense contractors. Might as well pass the time by playing along to Lana Del Rey songs. Hell, your parents and her parents are vacationing in Fiji together next week.

SDE-3000EVH: Mammoth WVH

Photo of Boss SDE-3000EVH delay pedalYou still go to monster truck rallies despite your friends declining every invite. You haven’t missed a single episode of WWE in 25 years. You crush Coors Light on the regular, and you play your guitar loud. Being a kid rules and just because you’re 54 doesn’t mean you can’t still be a kid. Van Halen seems to be done but maybe you could jam with Wolfgang in Mammoth WVH sometime. They seem like a fun bunch.

SDE-3000D Dual Digital Delay: U2

Photo of Boss SDE-3000 Dual Digital DelayYou are the highest-ranked software engineer at the company, according to the previous 3 years’ performance reviews. You still have your trophies from 9th-grade science competitions. And that’s to say nothing of the honors you earned in college. You’re fucking brilliant. So brilliant, that you know the ins and outs of the SDE-3000D like the back of your hand. Hell, friends of friends seek you out to nail the perfect delay presets. Just don’t let anyone know how much you like U2. Buy yours today

DD-200 Digital Delay: Mogwai

Photo of Boss DD-200 Digital Delay pedalAll music can be boiled down to math. All of human knowledge can be quantified. And if you study enough, maybe even love can be sequenced like the human genome. There is a perfect combination of notes, tones, and chords that will seduce the cute barista you’ve been stalking for the past 3 years. Unfortunately, your favorite band Mogwai is an instrumental act and the barista is more of a lyrics person. Buy yours today

DD-3T Digital Delay: Tera Melos

Photo of Boss DD-3t Digital Delay pedalYou use the guitar in the same way Jackson Pollock uses paint. Fuck the traditional ways, you’re gonna straight-up smack the strings with your asscheeks, record that, sample it, pitch it down and reverse it, and tell your circle you just wrote a new “song.” And to replicate it live, you’re gonna exploit the DD-3T’s extremely limited SHORT LOOP functionality. You saw Tera Melos deploy this technique and you’re going to do it much worse than they do for the next two decades until you get banned from every venue in town. Not for your guitar playing, but for trying to steal a bottle of Jager from behind the bar. You need to cut that shit out. Buy yours today

DD-500 Digital Delay: Radiohead

Photo of Boss DD-500 Digital Delay pedalGoddamnit, you specifically asked for a used DD-5 for Christmas. Can’t Mom ever get anything right? If she’s not going to pay attention to the details, why bother spending the money at all? UGGH! Sure, the DD-500 is technically “better” than the DD-5 but it’s not what Radiohead used on “Paranoid Android” so what’s the fucking point? COME ON, MOM! Buy yours today

DD-8 Digital Delay: The Mars Volta

Photo of Boss DD-8 Digital DelayMusic is under attack by corporate interests, trust fund kids, and phonies. It used to have a message and tell a story. And you’re gonna bring it back to its roots. You’ve been working on a triple album about a child born from the husk of a dead tree who appears to various world leaders and peasants across time, forever altering their lives. Music is going to tell a real STORY again. Music fans will call you the second coming of The Mars Volta. Oh wait, technically it will be the third coming since they already reunited. Let’s stop saying “coming” so much now. Buy yours today

DM-2W Delay Waza Craft: Pedro the Lion

Photo of BOSS DM-2W Delay Waza Craft pedalYou’ve bought the hype yet again. Minutes after plugging into the DM-2W, your stomach sank. Is this really it? This is the mythical pedal everyone’s been talking about for years? It honestly kinda sucks. And now you’re out $175. Well, shit. Your old Behringer delay had more delay time and a clearer sound, even when using the custom mode. You could have figured this out by going to Guitar Center and asking to plug into one, but that would involve talking to a stranger which terrifies you. So go get that Pedro the Lion album and sulk into the couch for the next hour. Buy yours today

RE-2 Space Echo: Pink Floyd

Photo of Boss RE-2 Space Echo pedalScience says marijuana is not an addictive substance, but you’re out to prove the world wrong. Any moment you aren’t high is a moment of misery- you count down the minutes til your next bong rip. Getting high feels so good that you can’t imagine why anyone would be sober. Hell, even the paranoia and panic attacks are worth it in the end. No straight edge person will ever experience the joy of playing along to Pink Floyd’s “Shine On You Crazy Diamond Parts 6-9” through your RE-2 Space Echo 4 nights in a row, high out of your fucking mind. Buy yours today

RE-202 Space Echo: Tom Petty

Photo of Boss RE-202 Space Echo delay pedalMaybe today is the day Rick Beato will reply to your comment on his latest upload. He just gets music in a way that makes sense to you. Hell, you bought his signature Gibson Les Paul Junior. You’re basically besties now. You see no reason why you can’t just pop down to Georgia someday to hang out. Maybe he’ll put you on the channel? That would be cool. You can talk about how underrated Tom Petty was. And how the RE-202 sounds so close to the original that you’d be crazy not to own one. Buy yours today

TE-2 Tera Echo: The Armed

Photo of Boss TE-2 Tera Echo modulated delay pedalCancel culture be damned, you’ll still do whatever you can to land on Sargent House Records. There is no sound weird or dissonant enough for you. You better start doing squats, because your primary means of musical expression is hitting two random notes on the fretboard, squatting down, and fiddling all the knobs on your TE-2 wacko delay pedal. Maybe you’ll land on the shortlist for The Armed’s rotating cast of noisemakers. Buy yours today

Blink-182 Make Mad Dash Across City To Close Other Nostalgia Festival

LOS ANGELES — Members of Blink-182 were hurriedly escorted off stage just as they played the final notes of their set in order to make a frenzied mad dash across town to perform at another festival for aging punks, sources already late for soundcheck confirmed.

“This is easily the most stressful and lucrative 24 hours of my life. Everyone get out of the way, our escort is military and I don’t want anyone to get mowed over,” proclaimed Mark Hoppus while haphazardly coiling cables. “This way we can make it to Y2Krazy in Santa Monica and get to play for many of your friends who couldn’t make it out to see us here in downtown Los Angeles. I repeat, please don’t try to follow us, you will be rammed in the ass and our insurance won’t cover your car repairs.”

Not everyone was as excited about Blink’s wild escape, as it created a void of traffic and police officers in the city, as well as overtime costs for local police.

“The moment we pulled officers off their shift to help Travis Barker get to the west side of town faster, our incoming emergency calls increased by 75%. I understand how amazing it is to see a band that defines our teen and college years, but we can’t accommodate every artist with such an escort even if there are two millennial nostalgia fests happening at the same time,” explained Public Safety Officer Anton Lopez. “You know who won’t be at the show? The people who kept watching, waiting for emergency help.”

Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass dedicated today as “Blink-182 Day” in celebration of the group’s commitment to playing as many shows as possible in the area.

“We know this city is the entertainment capital of the world, and we can prove that by having the same artist headline multiple festivals in different locations on the same night without any issues. The city contracted every Land Rover available to accommodate the Kardashian-Barker-Jenner families,” said Bass while screen printing memorial shirts. “It shows how LA is ready for any challenge that ignores certain areas and only highlights our most affluent. And plus, the revenue boost from old guys in Vans is amazing.”

As of press time, it is still unconfirmed if the strange lights in the sky visible between the two venues were related to the shows.

Every Dio Album Ranked Worst to Best

The origins of Dio can be traced back to of all things a mixing disagreement for a live album. Band namesake Ronnie James Dio and drummer Vinnie Appice, both the ‘new kids’ of iconoclasts Black Sabbath at the time, were unhappy with the mix Sabbath’s “Live Evil,” and decided to start a new group with more freedom and less bullshit.

Despite having a golden singing voice Dio, who had spent years working under Sabbath, Rainbow and a host of other groups, had never quite had a chance to use his creative voice. Now with a virtuosic trio behind him in Appice, bassist Jimmy Bain and wunderkind guitarist Vivian Cambell backing him up, Dio would finally get some limelight. There would be highs and some very low lows, and no, that isn’t a joke about Ronnie’s height. Anyway, Dio would prove to be a tentpole of Ronnie James Dio’s legacy by his death in 2010. Here’s every Dio album, ranked.

10. Lock up the Wolves (1990)

“Lock up the Wolves” has a case of the Mondays, likely from a mix of ‘80s burnout and a looming sense of doom for the coming decade. The omens were already bad for Dio thanks to changes in the band’s lineup and the public’s music taste. All that aside though, the worst thing a Dio album can be is not fun (and to a lesser extent have a shite snare sound). This album feels like a colonoscopy, so keep these wolves locked up because they suck!

Play It Again: “Between Two Hearts”
Skip It: “Lock Up The Wolves”

 

9. Angry Machines (1996)

The only real “hot take” you’ll see on this list is that “Angry Machines” isn’t the dumpster fire it’s marked as by the angry Reddit machines. Ronnie and the boys make an honest pass at some new ideas, but unfortunately everything still feels caught in purgatory. All of the hard rock numbers have energy, but none of the great direction seen in Dio’s early work. That said, do yourself a favor and stay (or skip) to the end for closer “This is Your Life.” The surprise piano ballad is a genuinely moving reminder of why RJD’s voice ruled the metal world and beyond.
Play It Again: “This is Your Life”
Skip It: “Black”

8. Strange Highways (1994)

Being an ‘80s metal holdover in the ‘90s must have been soul-crushing. The kids had dumped perms for flannels and metal songs about goblins for grunge songs about gobblin’ prescription medication. Much like that last joke, “Strange Highways” depends on your tolerance: in this case a tolerance for a decent but not electrifying mid-90s swings at reigniting Dio’s zhuzh.

Play It Again: “Strange Highways”
Skip It: “Evilution”

 

 

7. Sacred Heart (1985)

Though well-clad in the same Tolkien-drunk sword and sorcery trappings as its two older brothers “Holy Diver” and “The Last In Line,” “Sacred Heart” fumbles the trilogy by playing it too safe. Dio is a bit too sacred with what’s worked on “Sacred Heart,” which can kind of feel like a collection of B-sides for its predecessors. Part of this could be owed to the loss of guitar virtuoso Cambell, who jumped ship to join Whitesnake after rising tensions within Dio. David Coverdale was likely too busy scoring with everything that moved to notice the new guitarist, though.

Play It Again: “Sacred Heart,” “Fallen Angels”
Skip It: “Hungry for Heaven”

6. Killing the Dragon (2002)

Ronnie James Dio’s hatred of dragons is nothing short of admirable. Don’t give us that ‘oh you don’t get it they’re a metaphor for personal adversity’ bullshit. Dio wanted to kill dragons so bad he wrote an album about. Like, the “If I Did It” for killing dragons. And the album’s pretty decent, too! The band’s ‘00s revival period was still in full swing, with several tours and one more solid LP still to come.

Play It Again: “Killing the Dragon,” “Rock & Roll”
Skip It: “Better In The Dark”

 

5. Master of the Moon (2004)

Dio’s last studio album caps off an exceptionally productive period that began with 2000’s “Magica.” Though projects like Heaven & Hell would keep Dio the man busy even up to his death in 2010, “Master of the Moon” would be the last studio album in line for Dio the band. It’s a strong sendoff with great moments like “The Eyes.” You can debate the quality of each album into oblivion, but it is incredible how consistently badass Dio’s voice is on every song and every album, even toward the end.

Play It Again: “The Eyes”, “In Dreams”
Skip It: “Death by Love”

4. Dream Evil (1987)

“Dream Evil” is a great Dio record all the way through, with perhaps one of Ronnie’s strongest album openers in “Night People.” It succeeds where “Sacred Heart” fails thanks to more precise songwriting and a tactful use of ‘80s production wizardry. It also has on the whole more energy than “Heart,” which felt like a doom-metal precursor in all the wrong ways. The album would also see the departure of Appice, Bain and keyboardist Claude Schnell, effectively ending the classic lineup. But none of them were named “Dio” so ultimately it was fine.

Play It Again: “Night People”
Skip It: “Better In The Dark”

3. Magica (2000)

Everyone loves a comeback record, and 2000’s “Magica” is a great one. This album has everything; killer tracks, a spooky concept about interdimensional demons, a dumbass made-up word for the title, Dio’s ‘90s malaise was officially over. The return of Bain and Schnell helped the band resemble something closer to the classic lineup. It’s a shame the planned “Magica” trilogy never panned out, as it would have been great to hear “Magic 2: The Streets” and “Magica 3: Tokyo Drift.”

Play It Again: “As Long As It’s Not About Love”, “Eriel”
Skip It: “Magica – Reprise”

 

2. The Last In Line (1984)

Still high off the success of “Holy Diver,” Dio struck another metal home run with “The Last In Line,” an album that proved lightning was more than happy to strike twice for Ronnie and co. Featuring a barrage of songs just as confident and crazy as the first batch, including arguably Dio’s greatest song in the title track, “The Last In Line” had no problem matching the stratospheric heights of its predecessor. Dio’s sound was expanded with the addition of Schnell on keyboards, but Cambell’s guitars and Dio’s voice still rule the record with an iron fist. Props also should be leant to the album sleeve artist, who perfectly depicted what it’s like to stand behind a tall person at a concert.

Play It Again: “The Last In Line,” Breathless,” “We Rock”
Skip It: “Mystery”

1. Holy Diver (1983)

Brimming with ideas while still tightly focused, high concept yet fully accessible, goofy but still badass, “Holy Diver” defied all of the odds and tore the metal world a new asshole when it dropped like an atomic bomb in 1982. Dio seemed to forgo any of the standard growing pains a new band would normally feel, instead entering a wildly productive period right out of the gate. Videos for chart-toppers “Holy Diver” and “Rainbow In The Dark” played around the clock on MTV, further solidifying Dio’s metal world takeover. After years under the thumb of bigger egos, Ronnie James Dio was finally on top. Ride the tiger!

Play It Again: Yes.
Skip It: No.

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Jealous Bassist Wondering Why Amp Always Gets Front Seat

AMARILLO, Texas — Local bassist Garson Plumporthos of touring drum and bass duo Chappie’s Return is reportedly seething with envy over the fact that his amp always seems to ride in the car’s front seat, anonymous sources confirmed.

“I know it sounds like I’m whining, but I just haven’t been allowed to ride shotgun this whole stupid tour. I’m so sick of being relegated to the backseat like I’m being toted off to soccer practice. And don’t get me started on the smug air of self-satisfaction that amp has been giving off, woof!” said Plumporthos. “Plus, it’s my gear! Why don’t I have any say where it goes? I swear, I’ll go acoustic if that means I could get up there. I’ll ruin my whole reputation just to put my feet up on that dashboard and have access to the center console cup holder.”

Drummer Woody Li feigned objectivity when it comes to the placement of gear in the car.

“Look, it just so happens that I have a better rapport with the amp over the one I have with what’s-his-ass. It’s as simple as that. He shouldn’t take it personally, and he certainly shouldn’t go around accusing me of passive-aggression,” said a calm Li, from the driver’s seat of his Subaru. “It just so happens that his amp is a better navigator, music selector, and FRIEND. Not to mention, it doesn’t ask me to pull over every time it sees a rest stop. That’s all.”

Renowned couples therapist Hale Fortner has been brought on to monitor the band’s brewing rage.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say the animosity is dormant. It’s on full display. Clearly, they have lots and lots of work to do when it comes to one-on-one communication and vehicular seating etiquette. Unfortunately, that exact negative energy really brings a powerful passion and vibrancy to their live shows,” said Fortner. “So their label has contacted me to ensure that the hostility remains between them, so the kids that have come to see them have a good time and buy their records. Healing is greatly needed, in my professional opinion, but it’s something that can always be done once all their t-shirts have been sold.”

Soon after their next gig, Li purported to have a great time with the merch boxes, and had Plumporthos demoted even further back to the trunk.

Why Does My Uncle Keep Calling Being Fucking Normal “The Woke Movement?”

Uncle Bill moved to South Carolina a few years ago to get away from Critical Race Theory even though he’s a single man with no children. He came back up for a visit recently, and to share with us a crucial discovery he made.

So, you know basic human decency? Like going about your day not being racist and homophobic, believing that sexism is wrong, and generally disliking the Nazis? Well, apparently conducting yourself like a normal human being actually makes you part of a dangerous, radical, anti-American cult called “the woke movement.” Who knew?

Uncle Bill could tell I had been brainwashed after I refused to yes-and his comment about our waitress being too fat, unlike the teenager working the next section over who he would “love to show a thing or two.” It turns out the acceptable reply to this is “Hell yeah brother, women are objects, especially when they are inappropriately young!” Instead, I did my best to ignore the comment, sipped my water, and tried to steer the conversation into less disgusting territory. That’s when my uncle realized “They” “Got me.”

Uncle Bill isn’t sure if I contracted the “woke mind virus” from the Covid vaccine or from learning that slavery happened in school but apparently, I’m one of the worst cases he’s ever seen.

The list of seemingly innocuous everyday things that, according to my uncle are actually part of the liberal conspiracy to enslave and eat children is staggering. Marvel movies: woke propaganda. Rainbow flags: sexual grooming and indoctrination of our children. Tipping waitstaff: communist woke bullshit.

Even having Bug Light in my fridge makes me complicit in a far-reaching liberal conspiracy. Pretty wild considering I only bought it because I knew he was in town and the dude had a Bud Light in his hand in literally every photo and memory I have of him.

Lucky for all of us, my uncle and a few of his gun buddies have formed a sort of club to tackle this problem. It’s not a militia. The group meets once a week at a secure undisclosed location where they do practice drills and house an unlicensed stockpile of weapons and ammunition for non-militia purposes. They analyze blueprints of local government buildings and compile lists of local business owners who are pro LGBTQ+ in case “shit goes down” in a way so not militia-like it would make your head spin. Thank god they’re keeping an eye on things.