“Born to Run” and “I’m On Fire” by Mumbly Joe Springsteen.
“Reunited” > Peaches & Herb - this may be my most HATED song in the whole world!
Anything by Ric Ocasek
Anything by Bob Dylan (sorry, I know he’s highly regarded by most folks, but I can’t stand his mhmwhanmyhwhh voice)
“Jack & Diane” > The Mellencamp (formerly known as Cougar)
“Celebrate” > Kool & The Gang
“YMCA” and “In the Navy” > The Village People
Adding “Spirit of Radio”
Also anything by Boston. Blech! And they play it on the radio CONSTANTLY.
At the beginning of the song, right after the first lick, the singer says what I purposefully misunderstand as “Turn it off!”
Which I do.
Problem solved.
I still like the Billy Joel song For the Longest Time. Often later-day doo wops are terrible, with only a handful of excellent examples, and this is one of them. He understands but somehow modernizes the sound, and the fact that he elevates the depth of the lyricism common to the genre doesn’t diminish its impact. But…
Acapella groups should be banned from ever singing it. Seriously, people, cut it out. Generally, your modern acapella group doesn’t understand what doo wop is supposed to sound like, possibly because they don’t listen to any other doo wop, like these Eurodouches who apparently find Run Around Sue a kooky little novelty number. Their version of For the Longest Time in addition to being douched out with the smirking insincerity of people who have apparently only ever been in love with their profiles in the mirror, but for some reason resonates with the distorted tinkle of electronic post-processing as if it needed to sound any more phony.
I like Julien Neil’s experiements with multi-track recording to fill out multi-part harmony, but his For the Longest Time but he’s essentially converting the song to a Barbershop sound. The Glee version commits the common acapella group sin of taking a song made for four or five voices and shoehorning in a whole fuckerclutch of voices so everybody gets to participate, diluting the unity of the emotional journey the song is supposed to take us through, especially with the one girl basically assigned to interrupt whoever is singing in order to be the one who gets to say “time” because she’s really awesome at singing “time” apparently?
Straight No Chaser at least manages to avoid the worst sins of your modern college acapella group. They stick to one main singer. They don’t try to force in opportunities for their way-too-many singers to all stand out. No breaking up the melody into parts that ping-pong from singer to singer across the stage. Look, it may be that I’m not being fair. It’s not this song. Your modern acapella group, because of the way they need to accomodate everybody at their college or high school who signs up generally turn all songs into shit. And then they go out in the world and perform as a group, because nobody tells them that’s how how those songs are actually supposed to sound. But I don’t mind so much when they’re doing it as medleys of modern songs, because I have no idea what the emotional valence of those songs is supposed to be. But when they decide to crap on a classic I’m familiar with, I get pretty cranky. And For the Longest Time is a typical victim.
^The Eurodouches might be better once they reach puberty.
Edge of Seventeen by Stevie Nicks. When I hear it on the radio I feel like STABBING MYSELF WITH A FORK.
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Argh…
“This One Goes Out to the One I Love” has always sounded more like a Lite Beer commercial than a song. I would be happy never to hear it again.
Yes. It doesn’t help that it was from the first movie I didn’t watch with an ex-GF and she insisted on it being “our song.” I hated it then, and it was always terrible.
“Hotel California”
“Summer of '69” by Bryan Adams, and maybe the entire oeuvre of Bryan Adams
“No Woman No Cry” and “Redemption Song” by Bob Marley (they weren’t hits, but somehow they’ve reached that status thanks to frat boys and/or pot smokers)
Maybe. I’ve never heard them. To the best of my knowledge, that is. I really prefer to listen to jazz, and “Classic Rock” stations aren’t really my bag.
Anyway, the “Stairway” bit is just my go-to Zeppelin joke.
The Doors- Riders on the Storm Dumbest song lyrics ever.
Oooh! Good one! I get this song slightly mixed up with “Nights in White Satin” (Moody Blues?)
And I always get that one mixed up with Procol Harum’s “Whiter Shade of Pale”.
But that’s not the song I wanted to add to this thread. That song would be “We Built This City,” which I have just now learned was written by Bernie Taupin and I am so disappointed in him.
This might stretch some definitions of “hit oldie” but I never could stand “Jane Says” by Jane’s Addiction.
Finally I have found one of my tribe! Come! Let us revile that song together!
Like playing in a gaming store that used to play Pandora (which would overplay some songs but also expose me to new songs), but for a couple weeks decided to play a local classic rock station, that played pretty darn good songs by The Beatles and Led Zeppelin which I enjoyed hearing – the first time that day. They started replaying them less than 6 hours later.
How to do a 1990’s-era classic rock station: 3 early Santana albums, 4 Led Zeppelin albums, two middle-period Pink Floyd albums, maybe some Tom Petty, and a smattering of singles from the 1970’s.
Get like ten copies of the Led Zeppelin albums, because you are going to wear out “Whole Lotta Love,” “Immigrant Song,” and a couple of others. Don’t overplay “Stairway to Heaven,” though, because you want it to be “special” when you play it.
The sad thing is, it’s not actually bad music. It’s just a really, really narrow format, and yet for the listener, you may well turn in, listen for days, and still not get to hear the song you are hoping to hear. Murphy’s Law.
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YouTube is cool, I like YouTube. I don’t like ads in front of every song, but it’s still cool.
Hey! Don’t knock the Moody Blues!!! :mad:
That thing by 4 Non Blondes.
Yes, yes, they probably recorded more than one song. But oldie stations over half of Europe seem to know a single one, and by now I really really wish that blasted zombie would just up and eat the singer, maybe that way she’ll stop wailing!
Megadittoes.
The cure for overexposure to the Moodies’ “Nights In White Satin” is to listen to this version.