lmost Ready) Listening to this the first time (of many) I was struggling with what exactly this nicely naughty heavy rocking music mess actually was: is is punk? Garage? Trash Rock? Meta-New York Dolls-Referencing-Postmodern-Recontextualization-Core. Then, minutes into it, a fucking harmonica solo kicks in! "Ahhh...," my slightly alcohol-soaked brain said to the rest of my head, "This is rock and roll!" Just as AC/DC is belittled by being falsely labeled as metal, the Dolls confused the definition of "punk," and boulders fall on cartoon coyotes, sometimes a rock is just a rock. And that's a beautiful thing. And they sing about titties.