It is, objectively speaking, the best opening track of the past decade, any record, any genre; it is a list of drugs. The lyrics to "Feel Good Hit of the Summer" are as follows: "Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, marijuana, Ecstasy, and alcohol. Cocaine." That's the chorus: "cocaine." More accurately, "C-c-c-c-c-co-caiiiiiine." (Or "Co-co, caiiiine, wooooo!") Add a thudding, knuckleheaded bass riff and equally Neanderthalian drums, a blithe guitar anti-solo, pounding keyboards, a few whispered asides ("Wake up!" "Cocaine!"), and none other than Rob Halford screaming maniacally on the climactic chorus, because how is Rob Halford gonna miss this? That's it. A brisk 2:44 of glorious, pulverizing perfection. Any day that does not begin with "Feel Good Hit of the Summer" is a day wasted, a day robbed of its full potential; any album that fails to begin thus is... More >>>