It was bound to happen: a dozen shredder-emo bands doing Smiths covers. Someone's gotta blow the whistle here, because these bands don't know shit about the Smiths. I bet most of them couldn't pick Morrissey out of a lineup if he was sandwiched between Chris Isaak and a well-coiffed Quentin Tarantino. Ask anyone who's ever spent a rainy afternoon clutching The Queen Is Dead: Morrissey's misanthropic loathing was heavily imbued with a self-deprecating wit, making his musings more farce than sob-fest. And while most of these bands have the former down pat, they somehow missed the memo on the latter. Hey guys, stick with doing Faith No More covers.