Man, I wanted to befriend Hot Pockets, but he seems to be gone.  Seems his garage was not producing the right lead ladened carbon monoxide poisoning gas emissions that your garage does.  I think his opinions were valid.  Surely, garagepunk is and was always a fuck you genre of closed minded backwards looking idiots and being the coolest, ineptest, loudest, cheapskatiest, combo in your area is the pinnacle of uber-fuck-y'all-mainstream-sheep.  I kind of agree with the "what are these old dudes doing pretending to be all teenage angst" sentiment of Mr Pockets.
...and I never listened to the oblivians till today.  I too like my old 50's and 60's shit and past there few bands make the mark for me so I don't even try anymore.  At least Hot Pockets had seen and heard these guys play.

                            