I grew up hearing Blink on the radio, singing it on the bus, and humming it in the classroom. For some reason, however, I had never gotten a Blink182 album, so when I saw this neat limited edition I thought I'd hop back on that schoolbus bound for the days of my youth. Little did I know that the bus would careen out of control and deposit me sloppily on the side of an abandoned highway in the Florida wetlands.
The production values on this album are shitty. I don't really know what else can be said besides that. It's just sloppy. The special-edition vinyl is pretty to look at, but put it in your record player at your own risk.
My advice? Frisbees are cheaper, and they fly farther than this album.
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