That Black Eyed Peas song, “My Humps”. Ugh! Fuck that song!
I was born in a small town
blah blah blah in a small town…
Yes! More Elton John songs I can’t stand! Good work, Inspector Voyager.
Now, if I can only scrub my brain free of most of these songs, I can return to listing more songs I hate. Like God Bless the USA, by Lee Greenwood.
I believe you mean “The Wind Beneath My Wings”.
Springstein, anything and everything he has ever done.
I agree with the general classic rock stations 4 songs by any band limitas well but the following
Truly is my list, I cant begin to describe my loathing for xmas music without taking it to the pit. suffice it to say that if you want to turn me into a crazed mass murderer xmas music would be a fast easy path to send me over the edge. that shit makes me want to break things after a few minutes.
oh yeah and Buffalo Soldier, the worst song Bob Marley ever recorded hands down but some how ends up as one of the few radio will touch.
American Pie
If I were ever to be held captive by an enemy force, all they would have to do is play the first four notes of that song and I would give up government secrets.
People here must not hate America (the group) as much as I do. But I believe that “Horse With No Name” and “Sister Golden Hair Supply” are human rights violations.
People drive trucks in a small town
Life really sucks in a small town. . .
I went to a (free) live concert of theirs a year ago at a local casino. It wasn’t pretty. You think they were bad then? There is a reason the concert was free.
I’ll second or third Steve Miller–how he even got a recording contract is beyond me. And if I ever have to hear any 1930’s and 40’s pop rubbish it will be too soon. I like blues and folk from that era but crap like that godawful “Accentuate the Positive” or any show tunes (particularly those from “Annie, Get Your Gun”) are enough to send me into a blind fury.
Anything by the Spice Girls
Cotton Eye Joe (the Rednex remix. This song is played at EVERY home hockey game I work at, and it has gotten VERY annoying).
YMCA
I severely loathe anything by Rob Thomas, or anything off of that one Matchbox 20 album that had it’s own sorry ass radio station that played it constantly in the 90’s.
I think it was called “Yourself of someone like you.”
Oh, and Hampterdance. If you have small children in your life, you will know…
I try to like Lynyrd Skynyrd, I really do. Where I come from, they were just a rock group. Now I live at Skynyrd Ground Zero. I can’t listen to the radio anymore down here, because it’s only a few more songs until they play another Skynyrd record! And what’ll it be this time? Let’s see, eenie meenie miney…awright! “Free Bird!” Southern radio has wrecked that song for me. That’s OK, because in fifteen minutes, they’ll play “Sweet Home Alabama.” Turn it up.
I could go a couple of forevers without hearing “Playground In My Mind” by Clint Holmes. And almost every Xmas song ever written.
Five words, folks:
“Do they know it’s Christmas?”
All copies must be tracked down and destroyed. Now!!
There’s quite a few, of course… Classic Schlock radio overplayed lots of songs to death. But if I was going to have to go with just one, I’ll go with the song I pitted a couple of years ago Mustang Sally.
Please God, never again.
Return to Innocence, by Enigma.
When I arrive in Hell, this will be pumped into my private lava pit area via 5.1 Metatron surroundsound.
Some deranged person made an animated video of this, and it’s spread to Latin America. Spent like three weeks on the Top Ten down here, too.
As for me, it’s Lee Greenwood’s “Proud to be an American.” Kind of cheesy in a 4th of July fireworks way, but then radio stations just drove it into the ground like a senior citizen’s car into a farmers market immediately after 9/11. To this day I can’t hear that song without smelling burning jet fuel (I lived next to the Pentagon.)
Honey
Dizzy
The Streak
Put Me In, Coach
Anything by Susanna Hoffs of The Bangles. Nasty, whiny, nasal voice with no range to speak of.
Any pop diva.
For those of you sick of Christmas music, you might try some of the very good jazz albums for a nice departure from the formulaic crap out there. Start with Fresh Aire and David Benoit.
Songs I do not with so rhear again…
Nikita by Elton John. The start of his decline, IMHO; he did some stuff in the seventies that wasn’t bad.
Then there’s The Lady In Red, but I can’t remember (nor do I really want to remember, I suppose) who it’s by.
Oh, and Christmas music. Especially if before November 25th.