Tikkabik

Stevie Nicks, Christine McVie, Lindsey Buckingham and Mick Fleetwood certainly put out some memorable pop music in their day. Unfortunately, that day was almost 30 years ago. In the intervening years, Fleetwood Mac has been regurgitated over and over again by adult contemporary pop stations enough that, I bet if you turn your stereo down all the way, you can still hear it playing.

So, as you insist on blasting "Rhiannon" loud enough to make it echo down the street and into my living room, here's some advice: Not all of us enjoy the caterwauling of Stevie Fucking Nicks as much as you do. Buy an iPod, for god's sake, we're in the 21st century. If that's too much to ask, do you think you could pick up a bloody CD Walkman at Wal-Mart, for Christ's sake?

That's what I do when I cut my lawn -- notice the little white earbuds? That way, I don't have to offend you with my personal favorites for yardwork: "A Nigga Witta Gun" by Dr. Dre, "Cake and Sodomy" by Marilyn Manson or "Hey Fuck You" by the Beastie Boys.

Unless you hear me singing along, in which case, well, I think the Beasties said it best.