Sometime in the '80s, my then 13 year-old cousin brought over a copy of Purple Rain during a holiday and played it to poison the young minds of those of us that were still in elementary school. All I can remember from the incident is that Prince's voice scared the hell out of me.

One of the tracks on this album is called "Darling Nikki." This lil' song convinced Tipper Gore to co-found the Parents Music Resource Center in 1985. The group went on to successfully pressure big record companies to create a warning-label system for pop records.

If you've never heard it, the track is about a young man who meets dominatrix in a hotel lobby that's having a little too much fun with a magazine. After seducing him and forcing him to sign a waiver...well, you can read the lyrics here. Yes, it's dated but the song is still nasty and funny as hell.

Now, years later, the Foo Fighters have sunk their teeth into "Darling Nikki" to completely drained it of all life. Hearing David Grohl sing lyrics like "thank u 4 a funky time" over a thudding rock riff, without the slightest hint of irony, is as wrong, wrong, wrong as a Bonnie Raitt cover of "Hot In Herre." The Foo Fighter are many things but "funky" is not one of them.

It should go without saying that the new version is cruising up the pop charts. After not listening to the corporate radio for 6-months, this is the first thing that hit me when I turned on KUFO last night. The feeling can be summed up with one word: BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!