“Every song by Black Crowes” is one correct answer.
I LOVE hard/heavy rock, and a good guitar solo…and I agree with you on your point.
I’ve been listening to some of my albums from the ‘classic rock’ era lately, and ISTM that having a ridiculously extended fadeout was normative for the period.
That was going to be my nominee. It’s like a four minute song, and a seven minute guitar solo, LOL.
I counted these when I was listening to this song the other day. 24 iterations, which is a tad much.
Light My Fire is about four minutes too long.
Roundabout! It’s shrill and annoying and way too long anyway, and then it gets to the part where it gets all soft and hymn-like and one hopes it’s about over, but no! It goes on for seemingly another three minutes! aarrrgh!
It’s a definite station changer whenever it comes on the car radio!
Switch your radio to AM, and you’ll be happier. 
The song worked wonderfully on a record, but not on a CD or a media player.
The repetition (and I usually hate repetition) is brilliant. The first time, you notice the abrupt ending. One a record, the side ends and you hear nothing until you flip the record over. In other media, the next song starts up at once, ruining the effect.
When you listen to it for the second time, you keep anticipation the abruptness ending, and it just keeps going one. It become an cycle of anticipation, until it finally does reach the end and all goes silent.
The end of a side of a record was often used as a way to emphasize things. That’s been lost with CDs.
I agree, but now you have the added opportunity to have songs that enhance each other across the gap of the side switch, where if you listen to them on vinyl the transition is lost.
In particular, I’m thinking of A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out by Panic! at the Disco. I eagerly anticipated the vinyl reissue and couldn’t wait to spin it because it’s a great album as they are all great tracks. However, Intermission ends side one on a big buildup of tension which is then suddenly released by the beginning of But It’s Better If You Do, and having to stop and change the platter removes the tension.
I will put a half-hearted vote for the Rolling Stones “Can’t you hear me knocking”, a nice little rocking tune followed by a long jazz-like jam. Half-hearted because sometimes I like to listen to the whole jam, but generally I just like the opening rock section.
Same here. That’s the one that always comes to mind in these types of threads.
Journey — Lovin’, Touchin’, Squeezin’
How long does the
“na na na naah na na,
na na na naah na na”
at the end have to go on?
True. In fact, I don’t mind the song (The Beatles’ “I Want You”) in either format. The extended coda kind of underscores John’s theme of obsessive love.
Hey, let Charlie have his moment. If he had his druthers, pretty much all he’d play would be jazz!
My favorite is when people do that song at karaoke, and you can see in their eyes the moment when they realize the "na na na"s go on for like 4 times longer than they realized.
When I do a song like that (say, Pearl Jam’s Jeremy), I just put the mic on the stand and leave the stage, and let the DJ fade it out.
My contribution: Sympathy for the Devil. This one was on the stream at work one day, and up until then I had never thought about how “too long” the fadeout is. But on this occasion, being under the exhaust fan with it’s noise and all the other noise in a kitchen, most of the sound from the song was getting “canceled out” … except for that “hoo-hoo … hoo-hoo… hoo-hoo…” for twenty-seven and a half minutes.
A group of friends went to an airing of a documentary of that recording session.
We finally just walked out during the “hoo-hoo’s”
Me too. I remember the first time I had to sit through Layla, and really pay attention to how long it was: College, I was getting ready to go to Florida for spring break, so I hit the tanning bed. Put the headphones on and turned the house radio to the classic rock station. Two-thirds of my time in the bed was spent thinking “When will this fucking song end already??”
The avant-garde anarcho-Marxist outdoor-couple interludes bored you even less?!
(Assuming the film was Godard’s “One Plus One”)