You've got to hand it to Van Halen: Most bands sneak their wobbly (or just plain lame) tracks towards the end of a record, hoping somehow that no one will notice, but Eddie and co. front-load A Different Kind Of Truth with Tattoo, the weakest four minutes and 43 seconds on the disc, one which many fans will skip right over or edit from playlists altogether.

Interesting, and somewhat shockingly, the tune sticks in your head, especially Eddie's sassy, greasy guitar hook line which rides atop a mid-tempo, chugging rhythm, a recognizable VH strut.

Roth hams it up in a variety of voices, groaning like a Don Cornelius impersonator one second and bellowing like his hand is caught in a car door the next. Eddie rips a spirited, "best-of-me"-type solo, one which would ordinarily qualify for greatness were it not for the fact that true awesomeness is just around the corner.