Kid Rock gridlock

I've just caught some of that Kid Rock song All Summer Long on the radio... ...its been a while since I heard it last and its still just as painful to listen to now....

......it's like he jerked off this pathetically flaccid musical idea and smeared his horrible sticky mess all across the song....then spent 5 minutes scrawling Sesame Street-level rhymes in his colouring book with crayons.

.....I mean...it's like, in his head, he's flipped-out in some doped-up state of enlightenment singing along to the southern riffs of Sweet Home Alabama....but the reality is that he's rendered an awesome classic rock song an utter bucket of donkey piss.

I hate it.

.....I'm not asking Kid Rock to spend his time formulating strategies for world peace or writing an era defining opera or anything, I'm just requesting him to stop doing whatever it is he's doing with immediate effect.

....instead, his time would be better spent plunging his entire head into something dangerous.....like a bucket of battery acid....or a big barrel of deadly snakes.

Seriously, that is pitiful nondescript US radio rock on an appalling level and if this is what radio airplay has come to, then I'm ready to die.

....and he only compounds his twattiness by calling himself Kid Rock.

Twat.