311 hasn't been good in a decade

Have you heard this new song by 311, “Hey You?” Every time I hear it, I just can’t help but imagine some guy talking to his own penis. I’ve heard rock songs sing about a multitude of mundane and odd things, from the story of a guy that can’t sleep one night, all the way to a song about garage sales. But never a love ballad sung to one’s own penis. Until now, apparently. This whole song could be sung to an attached penis and be completely valid.

Which I guess is fitting, seeing as how 311 has become a band of penises. BOY their new music sucks. Gone are the glory days, eh guys?

Retire. Immediately. And take U2 & The Offspring with you.