Hail From: Chicago
Song: 'Mallrats (La La La)'
Album: 'Remember When'
Sounds Like: Jay Reatard, Titus Andronicus
In Their Words: "This song is an homage to the foul smell of shit that comes off of Salt Creek. It's an homage to the infinite amount of cigarette butts that liter the sides of North Ave. It's an homage to the kid who paints his finger nails black with a Sharpie. It's an homage to the hot chick who works at Just Fun Go-Kartz and sometimes gives us free sodas if her boss isn't around. It's an homage to driving through graveyards that don't hold one tombstone with a family member's name on it. It's an homage to South Town's curly fries and the puddles of grease that lie under them. It's an homage to what being a teenager from the Midwest was for us. Elmhurst, Ill. wasn't full of Winnie Cooper's and Gordie Lachance's. We never found love at prom or got to go look for Ray Brower's dead body. We had to be content with knowing that our salvation was the shit bag alley known as Yorktown Mall. We wrote 'Mallrats (La La La)' as an homage to that realization." -- Guitarist Baby Chuck
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