These three words – shouted to signal the start of every song or set – as a title is in and of itself, very punk in spirit. But there’s no other way to put down this trifecta, but to take it as a whole and describe it as the most bloated American Punk Idiot albums from whom the punk police called questionable punks. And I used to like Green Day – from way way back, before they learned their politics, before they became cool again. Back when they struggled with a follow-up and street cred, back when they were fast becoming uncool. This trilogy is a threefold wastage of digital space – which only proves that most aren’t immune to The Weezer Paradox, even Green Day.