"Were you born to resist/or be abused/I swear I'll never give in/I refuse/Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?" If you listen to the FM band, chances are you've had these words screamed in your ears these last few weeks. "The Best of You" by the Foo Fighters is the best song I've heard on the radio in 2005. Based on the strength of this single, I descended upon a local record store on Tuesday to snatch up the new Foo Fighters album before they ran out of copies (Do as I say and not as I do and purchase the album through the FlynnFiles link below rather than at an actual store. I decree it!).

In the spirit of the White Album, Physical Graffiti, and The Wall, the Foo Fighters' latest release, In Your Honor, is a double album. Disc one is just this side of the hard rock/heavy metal divide. It's faster and louder than past Foo Fighter efforts, and is best played on your stereo with the volume turned to eleven. A more laid back Fighters of Foo appear on disc two. Highlights include drummer Taylor Hawkins singing lead on "Cold Day In the Sun" and the band's other, more famous drummer resuming lead on disc two's excellent coda, the hypnotic "Razor." If disc one is for the naked-kegstand part of the party, disc two is for the end, when the guests have evaporated and the barrell is running dry.

The lyrical references to Dave Grohl and Rudyard Kipling in the last two posts have inspired me to compose my own, Foo Fighters appreciation poem: I got a clue/I bought the Foo/You should too/Wooooooo!

"You see, most blokes will be playing at 10. You’re on 10, all the way up, all the way up...Where can you go from there? Nowhere. What we do, is if we need that extra push over the cliff...Eleven. One louder."...... "These go to 11."

Why don't you just make 10 louder?