You know how sometimes you’re spinning the channel on the car radio, and you realize that bands seem to have been shuffled into egregiously incorrect genres for your delicate sensibilities? Poison is Classic Rock? What the actual F*ck?

I mean, there was the KISS Disco crossover thing. But I believe to the very core of my fingerless mesh gloves that Paul Stanley can shake his moneymaker to whatever drumline he wants.

Uh…

Where were we?

*ahem.

So, This is the Headbanger Redux throwdown, inspired by my girl DonnaJean, who threw The HU at me. So squeeze into your leather pants, bitches, we’re headed to the moshpit.