The Dames

Stoner trucker rawk for seventh-grade inner ids never disappoints — that motor-butter Ride the Lightning riffage just jells so well with garage-punk grease. The opening chords of the Dames‘ Divorce will have all the kids in the neighborhood cramming into your dad’s girlfriend’s bathroom after school to smoke their first Kool Menthols, and the tune’s hooks will linger longer than the odor.