There's no overestimating the impact Buckcherry's debut has had on modern hard rock. In the late '90s, when post-grunge was only turning more and more serious/earnest, with acts such as Staind and Creed dominating the charts, the group re-injected hard rock with an (un)healthy dose of sleaze. But not all of this sleaze equals good times. Though it opens with the chant "I love my cocaine, I love my cocaine," a good portion of the album probes the dark side of addiction and debauchery a la Guns N' Roses. Case in point: Don't go anywhere near "Check Your Head" after pulling an all-nighter.