Very few bands (and more importantly : their fans) piss me off quite as much as Sublime do. What a horribly sh*tty excuse for a band that trifecta of f*ggotry was. It seems as if all they ever sang about was beer, bongs, and boobs. The genre of ska is quite possibly the worst excuse for music I've ever heard in my entire life.
Even worse are their fans who, inbetween bouts of destroying their brain cells, avoiding gainful employment, and cleaning their bongs, have been known to masturbate fervently to the notion that Sublime were "like the 90s version of the Beatles."
Yeah, after they burned out and broke up, maybe.