but an artist named Jay Reatard? really? the catch is this: he writes insanely poppy songs that border on brilliance. sheer brilliance, really, and he plays an asskicking flying V guitar, just like my man Michael Schenker did at one of the first rock shows I ever went to in my life. this song is sort of an acoustic Clash singalong with all the martial drums, uptempo beats, and quirky vocals that a comparison like that would bring to mind...
Wounded by Jay Reatard
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