I hate Hinder

First and foremost Hinder's music is an aural assault of the worst kind. It makes me wonder about the state of music today: how did that sound get out of the corner deli's open mic nite and make it to a record company? Could it be a sign of the coming apocalypse, and if so, is Ann Coulter behind it all?

Hinder is also a bad name for a band, almost as bad as the lyrics, which I'll get into in a minute. Hinder, aside from meaning to impede (my ability to enjoy terrestrial radio), also refers to the ass end of an animal (and the lead does look like a horse, I'd even go so far as to say he resembles a Lipizzaner what with his freakish little arm-twitch-dance-thingy he does).



The lyrics to that shit-fest titled "Lips of an Angel" are at best amateurish, and at worst verbal vomit. What kind of asshole can't sack up and pick one girl. Look dickbag, either you want the one you're with or your with the wrong one. Grow some hair on your sack and make your choice.