It's the House of Ppppppaaaainnnnn!!!  Oh man, this brings me back.  Seeing as it's St. Paddy's Day and all I had to dip my stick in the memory bank to recall a simpler, albeit puzzling, time growing up in the suburbs of Boston where House of Pain not only ruled the hallways but the white picket fence lined streets as well. Not only was the Everlast/Muggs led hip hop group vastly influential (feeding on the frenzied hunger of white Irish kids searching for hip hop on the harder side of the Beastie Boys) but there was actually a group of hoodie-and-tims rocking "thugs" in my town who would beat up and terrorize "freaks" all day and all of the night.  They too called themselves the House of Pain and somehow successfully managed to strike real, legitimate fear into the naive and easily shook high school population. Can you believe that bull shit?  What the hell is wrong with people?  It's a mad mad world, stuff like that'll make you wanna press your body up against a window wondering why why why. Anyways, it's not Everlast, Danny Boy and Muggs' fault my town's retarded.  Muggs' beats were so on point back then.  Someone needs to release the instrumentals to "Fine Malt Lyrics". Enjoy yourselves tonight and I strongly suggest you tip a couple Guinness's back.  It does a body good!

HOUSE OF PAIN - HOUSE & THE RISING SON

(FEAT. SON DOOBIE)

HOUSE OF PAIN -BACK FROM THE DEAD

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