JOHN TESH!? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!? OH THE HUMANITY!!! Listening to “Sunshine on My Shoulder” 24/7 is a punishment that should only be reserved for murders and rapists and world terrorists, not the general public!!!
The rest of his discography is no picnic, either.
If I had two forks that I didn’t want, I’d hunt him down and ram them violently into his ears.
Isn’t it amazing how some performers can generate so much contempt, and yet they remian popular? It’s really quite strange. Guys like John Tesh and Barry Manilow are freaking millionaires and yet I don’t know a single person who listens to their cra-um, music.
So who are these people? Where do they live? They are not my friends, or members of my family, or even the casual acquaintances of whose musical tastes I am aware. So who are they?
JOHN TESH LOVERS OF THE SDMB, COME FORWARD!
I promise I won’t hurt you, and I will try to be polite. I just want to gawk, and ask some questions.
it’s really quite simple - we surround ourselves with people who are pretty much the same as us. I keep on wondering how in the hell my governor has stayed in office (going on 11 years now) since everyone I know hates him. but the telling factor is “everyone I know”
Nope, don’t like Tesh, couldn’t stand John Denver (would have donated $$ to the Russians to allow him up in space), etc. but then SOMEBODY keeps buying those mobile homes…
The abovementioned performers are the Circus Peanuts of the music world.
Come forth, Teshies! We want to hear your side of the story!
My tastes in music are eclectic - classical, jazz, country (anything but rap - gives me a flippin’ headache).
I listen to John Tesh. I enjoy listening some (please note some) of his music particularly after a long day at work. It’s mindless and non-threatening - no brain required. Like the Circus Peanut idea - a little is okay, but I wouldn’t make a multi-course meal out of it.
He’s no Kitaro, but the music is still enjoyable. Besides, somebody had to write the theme to “Bobby’s World”.
BTW…
mouthbreather - are you the source of the extra forks from the Missing Socks, Commas, Tupperware Lids thread? 
Once upon a time, there was N.A.T.A.S. - The National Anti-Tesh Action Society - who firmly believed that John Tesh was not of this world. Their site was a hoot, but it’s gone now - I guess the aliens beamed it out of existence. 
Look here for an archived copy of one of their announcements.
I like ONE John Denver song-Annie’s Song and that’s it.
But wasn’t he on the Muppet Show?
John Tesh is living proof of the Domino’s Theory. The Domino’s theory being;
“Once everybody has forgotten how to cook real food. We’ll be able to sell them melted crayons on cardboard and call it pizza.”
Similarly, in America today, the long drought of funding for the arts has finally come home to roost. People think that “playing music”, is turning a knob on a box full of silicon chips. Once that crucial step is over with the rest is downhill. For the large part, people no longer make music themselves. The amateurs who do have an opportunity to present any sort of drivel as “music” to the great unwashed. People who actually perform music that they have written themselves (myself included) find it to be a BGO (Blinding Glimpse of the Obvious) that John Tesh is entirely free from the ravages of artistic suffering. He is merely a modern day Lawrence Welk. (Once, Milton Berle was asked what sort of cigar he was smoking. He replied, “A Lawrence Welk. A piece of crap with a band wrapped around it.”) I know that there are many listeners who actually prefer “Easy Listening” music, fine you’ve got Tesh. Inoffensive, digestible and unlikely to challenge anyone with an IQ above room temperature. I lump Tesh with Yanni (Yawny) and so many others who skate by on the margins of artistic expression. To each his own, but I’d rather eat a Domino’s pizza than listen to such treacle.
John Tesh and Barry Manilow continue to sell their product, the mystery is, who in the world buys this swile? Is there a person out there who likes these guys and can explain the attraction?
Barry Manilow (aka Barry Alan Pincus) studied at Julliard School of Music, was Bette Midler’s accompanist at New York’s Coninental Baths bathhouse and wrote (and sang) “You deserve a break today” for McDonald’s.
Wax fat if you want about Mandy, I Write The Songs and Looks Like We Made It.
I drool over the commissions he generated with his jingles for Dr. Pepper, Pepsi, Band-Aids and State Farm Insurance.
Barry Manilow – and I think I might have seen this in the Straight Dope – didn’t write “I Write The Songs,” which seems like such a cruel sham.