If, as a kid, you ever kinked your neck rockin' out to hair metal, recall for a moment that initial infatuation with unabashed testosterock. There you were, staring at your preteen reflection, approximating a come-hither sneer before you'd really hithered anyone, mimicking a bombastic power ballad. Now fast forward through puberty, high school, discovering the Velvet Underground, college, discovering garage rock, your first real job, purchasing that Andrew WK record, and unexpectedly hankering for a devilishly catchy, lighter-igniting tune that celebrated getting laid, rockin' it, or getting... More >>>