What do you get when you double the worthlessness of RYAN ADAMS? Two words: JESSE MALIN. Tell me, when is enough enough? When does the amount of mind-numbingly awful music become too much for the universe to bear? When does time and space collapse upon itself, calling a halt to this madness? I saw a Jesse Malin video the other week, the first time I've been exposed to his music, and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Nth-rate Springsteen/Westerberg impressions aside, the most galling aspect of Malin (and Adams) are their laughable attempts to excuse their MOR schmaltz through their constant caterwauling of PUNK ROCK CREDIBILITY. Never mind the fact that Malin was in a no-hit Z-grade HC band from 20 years back (Heart Attack), or that Adams grew up listening to Black Flag, Bad Brains and Sonic Youth (take a fucking number, pal), such "achievements" from 10-20 years ago still don't account for the wine-&-cheese drivel both are currently attempting to push upon the general public. You know, if you'd all just stop paying them any attention, they'd simply fade away.