This bad larry was recorded at the height of the recent two day heat wave. I was convinced the summer had begun, and thusly felt that the only way to conduct myself was to record some sweet pop punk covers. Screeching Weasel fills this nicely. I only know one Veronica, and I don't think that she hates me. Also, this is being posted at almost 11 on Saturday night, but by the time anyone sees it, it's bound to be a new week!