Some for real keen observation stirred up with a few kick-ass comparative genre skills

Well this is more like it: its taytyme, ladies and other ladies. So I'm way behind the curve on talking shit about How I Became the Bomb (well, at least in the land of self-publishing). Have you seen their video on weownthistown? Ding Dong if they don't sound like Ned's Atomic Dustbin! I tell you what: there was a time that it wasn't too embarassing when someone found "Godfodder" in your cd box. (Holy shit, I just got that joke after fifteen years. I am slower than Rocky Balboa in the Rocky II cue-card-reading scene.) That time was brief. Then it became pretty clear that very few details separated Ned's from EMF (they're crumbalievable), Jesus Jones (who you better have hated from day one, you preppy fucks), and the "long-forgotten suicide comandos." Here's a good man-on-the-street question for Realitay Tee-Vay: How many members of How I Became the Bomb have "Kill Your Television" stickers on their station wagons?

The real issue surrounding How I Became the Bomb is their legions of female fans and the dudes who want to do them (the fans, not the band - I am implying nothing about the singer's dance moves). When asked what's so great about the How I Became the Bomb experience, fans say with regularity that they sound like the eighties. Detractors often compare them to "eighties rip-off bands like the Killers." Isn't it funny how kids today think that bands who sound like shitty early nineties bands are mimicking the eighties? Do you wonder if they think "Lucky Star" is Disco?

Now, no offense to the Bomb for sounding like Ned's. I'm not saying they're a Ned's rip-off. They may not even know Ned's. Shit, according to people in their mid-30s, my band sounds like tons of bands that I've never listened to. But I sure hope those bands are cooler than Ned's Atomic Dustbin.