We know alot of you hate MTV, we do too, but we're doing all this for GC, remember? Ignore the damn teenie situation here because there's not much we can do about it. Ok, back to the mission! The new mission is to bomb MTV with requests for 'Festival Song' because it's a kick ass video and it's the most recent video. Threaten to boycott the station if they refuse our request! We hope that GC will get more airplay and appearances on MTV. So next time they are on a show like that they'll appear more and be on longer. They deserve it! Plus we want MTV to let Billy, Paul and Dusty host shows either just them or with the twins because we feel it's unfair to them that MTV only want the twins. We love the whole band equally and they should all be treated equally! Equal love for all of them! Alright get heading over to mtv.com and start requesting!

TARGET: Keith Carman from Chart Attack Magazine

Mest-Wasting Time (Maverick/Warner) "Pull!" Kapow, smash. That's me firing this waste of raw materials into the sky for target practice. With a sound somewhere between a bad Blink 182 cover band, and a REALLY bad Sublime cover band, Mest are juvenile, unfunny and about as appealing as a menstrual douche bag. With their shitty tattoos and sponsored street gear, these cakeholes try ever so hard to look punk for the kiddies, but not offend the ears of the obviously outdated record weasels that signed them. And sadly enough, these turds will probably make it somewhere with Madonna's hard-earned bucks to shuffle them along. To their credit, the band do sound tight, but so does an anus soaked in lye, which would still have a better sense of rhythm. Enjoy!-Keith Carman

Mest-Destination Unknown (Maverick/Warner) "After the right ass-reaming these turds got with their debut release, I received an email from the singer (and a million fans) telling me that I was full of shit and would be blown away by the power and pregression of their next record. Hoping they were right, I plopped this disc on with baited breath. Well, Mest has matured somewhat. Now they're not just bastardizing the watered-down major label "punque," but are ripping off NOFX in the process. They're still derivative, and still wickedly overproduced and still something you'd see a Romper Room punk with a Good Charlotte shirt buying. Enema Of The All Killer, No Filler, it'll sell crateloads. Better, but its true punkness is as believable as Rob Halford mackin' half-naked chicks."-Keith Carman

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