A short rant about EMO "music"

Whilst in New Zealand it was with dismay that I listened to "commercial radio" for the first time in ages. Whilst at work I was protected in the comforting bubble of BBC Radio 2 and although i'm sure my cube neighbours didn't share my enthusiasm for Steve Wright in the Afternoon at least it wasn't full of this tedious pap that "the kids" seem to be listening to these days. Endless indistinguishable bands with their heartfelt jingly-jangly whingings about the girl they fancy that won't look at them and how their parents, like, totally don't understand them.
Panic! at the Disco - f*ck off.

These pale, spineless milksop boys should grow a pair, listen to (for example) Led Zepplin and AC/DC albums and learn how to use their guitars to play some proper ROCK. THAT'S how you get the girl. Look at this man:
Not the prettiest you would agree. But I would imagine the lag time between Lemmy wanting the girl and getting the girl is approx 3 minutes.

Again, Panic! at the Disco - f*ck off