Songs to take oversized mallets to

I would take a sledgehammer to any songs by the Eagles in a heartbeat (although I like Joe Walsh on his own and with James Gang). I also would take a sledgehammer to Peter Gabriel (and the rest of Genitals, er, Genesis). See what I did there?

I’m taking a musical sledgehammer to almost everything in my collection now. I can see my end in sight, so I am listening to everything I can before I go one last time, and my listening list is about 3 years long played 24/7 at the moment. I don’t know where I’ll take it if I finish it.

Same here. I feel so strongly about it that I’ll go so far to say I also dislike anybody that likes the Eagles. ( or any other corporate/yacht rock )

I don’t care for Genesis either but at least their stuff isn’t/wasn’t force fed to us by every “classic rock” station whose reason for being is to cater to people who wish it was 1977 forever.

I’m thirding this. I hate the Eagles. Smug, self-serious, cocaine-fuled dreck. I don’t dismiss anyone out of hand if they’ve got a copy of Greatest Hits on their CD shelf, but if the rest of that shelf is Steely Dan and the Doobies I’ll make a break for it.

As one who played their songs on the radio, I found them rather boring, especially their early years when they sounded like a Neil Young knockoff. Joe Walsh gave them a harder kick but as a group placing albums on the charts, they were burned-out by 1979. I always thought of them as a quintessential 70s band, and once Pop music began to shift to other sounds in the 1980s, I thought they would be forgotten. Thus, I was mystified by their tremendously popular tour later on. Nostalgia sells, I guess.

And if I never again hear “Hotel California,” I’ll die happy.

I got their true colours when “illegal Alien” came out. I get enough stereotypes from my heritage as it is. I don’t need them furthering it.

I guess you hate me, then, and pretty much anyone who listened to rock during the 70’s.

Hotel California and many others are true classics.

The late 70’s was the time of some of the best music, and no one is forcing you to tune in.

When I was 10-12 years old in the early 70s, I loved Seasons in the Sun (not that I had taste or sophistication). I’ll still listen to it now every so often, only out of nostalgia, like a lot of songs of that era that are truly awful: Hues Corporation Rock the Boat, LIPPS Inc Funkytown, Afternoon Delight, etc. Today, they’re fun, only because they take me back to a time in my life that consisted of little more than playing Little League baseball, riding my bike with my friends, and Saturday morning cartoons.

That’s still a great song. I enjoyed it when I was 11 and can still enjoy it unironically without being nostalgic about it.

Yeah, Funky Town is awesome. So is Your Love for that matter. I’ll give y’all Afternoon Delight, though.

Oh and the video is dang hawt!

It’s kind of strange that neither of the two Lipps Inc. music videos for Funkytown feature the woman who actually sang it, Cynthia Johnson.

Only people who live near Philadelphia can appreciate this, but a few years ago I was watching the annual Mummer’s parade on TV, and a string band made Funky Town the basis of their whole routine. It was fabulous.

I think “Rock the Boat” is extraordinary for being a disco song that actually shifts meters. When was the last disco song you heard like that? Silver, Platinum & Gold’s “I’ve Got A Thing” is in 6 to the bar, and those are the only two I can think of that aren’t straight 4 to the floor.

Yep, that is a true statement.

ISTR that the singer was heavily pregnant when the song was a hit, and either could not (due to medical issues) or chose not to appear in the videos.

Is “Heart of Glass” disco enough? Switches to sevens in one part.

Maybe not.

*I am the proud (?) owner of this song. My favorite 45, aside from “Wild Thing” by Senator Bobby.

Always wondered that about the Stones’ “Miss You”. (its base line anyway)
(maybe a little too slow/slightly bluesy side to qualify?)

no holds bra’d

This is literally the worst pop song I have ever heard. It was inescapable during its heyday, and it makes me irrationally mad every time I hear it.