I understand you may have had your first kiss, met your spouse, or lost your virginity at a frat party while Hootie and the Blowfish blared on the stereo. Nevertheless, he is a monotone blot on music history; an overrated plot device used in the overrated sitcom known as "Friends"; a washed-up has-been last seen in a Burger King commercial.
However, to each his own. If you love Hootie, God bless you. I, however, want to bang my head against a wall until it splits open like a pumpkin whenever I have the misfortune to hear him sing.
