Just a Theory

I think the whole of the new wimpy movement in rock and roll, ugh if you want to even call it that can all be traced back to one very significant release.

AxCx's Picnic of Love



I contend that somewhere along the lines, some of these assholes that have or are writing all those idiotic songs about their girl friends that broke up with them that have no real lasting message or value due to their uniformity or shallowness did at one time stumble across this masterpiece and just never got the joke. Since AxCx was already pushing the bounds of good taste with their songs about any number of offensive subjects they decided to take it once step farther and release this, an album of all acoustic love ballads which parody their other songs offensiveness with "Picnic of Love"'s tooth dissolving sweetness. Now take all your songs ghost written by your sister with titles longer than a dissertation and go fly a kite. Watch out for flying stools.