WikipediaAdmittedly, pegging Nickelback into an article about great bands may be a long shot. But as we collectively mull over their various crimes against music, it might be worth noting: the other three aren't really that bad, are they? They're all well-skilled musicians, and they all keep to themselves, so what's the big fuss over? Chad Kroeger, that's what. Good old Chad has been rasping his way into our eardrums for over a decade, and the smarmy, cheesy, over-groomed singer has just about offended everyone on the entire planet with his mere existence. Let's look at some of their songs. Rockstar, How You Remind Me, Someday, Too Bad, If Today Was Your Last Day, etc...they all follow a fairly straightforward rock formula; a few chords, a catchy hook, a huge chorus, and earwax-melting guitar solos. So how bad can Kroeger really be to entirely destroy all of them with his mere contributions? Very bad. Very bad indeed. Whether it's his excruciating lyrics ("Your mom don't know that you were missing//She'd be p*ssed if she could see the parts of you that I've been kissing"), his overly-botoxed face (he's starting to look more and more like a caricature everyday), or the fact that he married Avril Lavigne in what is surely a coupling that could well unleash the apocalypse unto the world, Chad Kroeger has a lot to apologise to the human race for. Hopefully the other three Nickelbackers can seek musical retribution in another band, à la Alter Bridge. Which brings us nicely to...