OK, you’ve convinced me. None of these are songs I’ve listened to or even referenced non-ironically, but this one gets my vote.
As an aside, I recalled Madonna’s Playground as being more poignant than it was. It’s listenable, but kind of “meh” compared to some of her previous #1 hits.
I actually kind of liked that song when it was current. And, I will confess, I liked “The Heights” TV show, and was horribly disappointed when it was cancelled. I think that was the beginning of FOX canceling good shows before they could find their stride. About the same time, they canceled another excellent show called “Tribeca” after only a few episodes.
I had to think about this year. A lot of these songs are still get a lot of airplay today.
I went with Whitney, not because I like the song, but because of how big of a hit it actually was that year.
Paul Gilbert (Racer X, Mr. Big) has always been one of my influences but “To Be with You” is not a favorite of mine.
I partied in Cancun that Spring Break as “I’m too Sexy” became a hit. You heard it everywhere and repetitively.
As a musician, I think “End of the Road” is a great song.
Out of that lot, I have to go with George and Elton.
I loathe “I Will Always Love You.” It’s an irredeemable piece of dreck no matter who sings it! :mad:
(speaking to myself)…must…not…Godwinize…thread…
Yeah, quality ballads in 6/8 time are cool. It’s why I don’t hold a grudge against the Stones for failing to credit Robert Johnson when they covered his song “Love In Vain” – by changing it to slow 6/8 (plus inserting that e-minor chord), they really changed its feel.
I don’t know “My Humps” but I can ignore "Achy Breaky"if it’s on the sound system in the grocery story. One thing that sets the Whitney version of “I Will Always Love You” apart is that it’s got that earsplitting thing going that is impossible to block out.
Also, Dave Barry considered “Achy Breaky” when he was doing his ‘worst songs ever’ columns and book, and still concluded that “MacArthur Park” was the worst, a conclusion I fully agreed with at the time. (“I Will Always Love You” came along later.)
You know who else voted for Whitney Houston?
“Baby Got Back” wins because, if I’m reading this correctly, Sir Mix-a-Lot introduced the world to the unique power of hip-hop to… have songs about the “double jug”?
Anyway, I’m too sexy for this thread.
“Baby Got Back” makes me laugh like a loon when I hear it today. (In fact, I once saw one of those televised compilation albums on TV. It was all songs about butts.)
I also like Right Said Fred, which also made me giggle back in the day, but they couldn’t unseat “my anaconda don’t want none unless it’s got buns, hon”.
Jesus H. Christ, I hate “My Humps”. What the hell is wrong with the world where a woman refers to her “lady lumps” in a song, and no one tells her that’s just stupid?
When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist and a round thing in my face, I get…really happy to hear Baby Got Back.
He did mention that “Achy Breaky” was the most unpopular among people his son’s age (i.e. me) because we had actually heard it and we hadn’t heard “McArthur Park.” Now granted, “McArthur Park” did get a twenty-goddamn-minute disco remake, but Billy Ray Cyrus inflicted his daughter upon us so I still say his song was the worst.
Well, seeing as how some dismal years are coming up ahead, I might as well decide to go for fun and not taking oneself too seriously this year. In which case it’s between being so sexy it hurts and what all you fellows can’t deny. Given that it’s clearly going to be a runaway landslide in favor of a record that will be the Undisputed Anthem of Ass well into our grandchildren’s lifetimes, I feel comfortable in giving some props to Fred, and saying “Right” right back.
Her *lovely *lady lumps, mind you.
There’s a whole damn lot of stupid out in the world. You almost need to shovel it out of your sidewalk to get out in the morning.
I can’t vote for Elton or Whitney, even if I liked the 1992 versions of these songs, because they weren’t new songs. I feel like my vote is for the performance and the writing.
As much as I still love Baby Got Back every time I hear it, I think End of the Road defines the new jack swing ballad and represents its era. It’s also a really good song. Especially compared to the rest of this nonsense.