5. Sum 41- All Killer, No Filler
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcNDKxTbOks When: 9th Grade Why: Wasn't ready for anything too serious Current Hair Length: Shoulder Heroes was about to begin its third season. It was a time when to me, MGMT was just an abbreviation for management, and the Velvet Underground sounded like a seedy lounge. All I listened to was skater music, a culture I identified with even though my beat up DC Shoes had never touched grip tape . I needed energy. Attitude. Angst. Alas, after my first girlfriend broke up with me after a whirlwind 30 minutes, I found myself with Sum 41's All Killer, No Filler. All Killer, No Filler rightfully has its place in the Scene Hall of Fame. It is a danceable record that's filled with angst, perfect for a 9th grader trying to fit in. It's perfect if you're interested in skipping the first few steps of grieving and want to just skip straight to anger. Every song on here is incredibly catchy and a gooey guilty pleasure. Sometimes, Sum 41 will drop self-deprecating lyrics ("Trashed my own house party/Cuz' nobody came") in the midst of fast, bratty punk. Listening to it was a skater kid's dream and a skater kid's mother's nightmare.