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Ramones (Sire, 1976)


Usually if I wanna hear some badass follically-blessed Jewish kids from Queens singing pretty melodies I’ll put on my beloved Shangri-Las and crawl deep inside Shadow Morton’s echo chamber.

Sometimes I feel like letting in a couple Irish kids, though, and that’s when I go to the Ramones. They continue to have me stuck off the realness after all these years.