Can’t remember if Chicago’s “You’re the Inspiration” has been mentioned.
I think people are talking about the beauty of beautiful things, and the ugliness of ugly things in these threads. Matters of taste. Do you always get engaged with the existential questions of a thread? Are you a neil diamond fan? Is it political?
LOL That’s true. We could not listen to this song anymore :smack:
I loved that song at the time. Now, I recognize it for the dreck it is, especially because David Soul turned out to be a coked-up wifebeater. :mad:
And I do agree with pulykamell that ABBA’s music was great. I attribute at least some of the bad lyrics to the fact that AFAIK none of them spoke English as a first language.
Oliver’s “Jean.” I will not provide a link, and I would caution against googling it. I just barely consider it a song.
I think Benny and/or Bjorn spoke on this topic once (maybe in connection with Chess). They actually considered it an advantage, since it enabled them to play around with collocations that would probably never occur to a native English speaker.
Did you see the movie The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, which starred an unbelievably hot Maggie Smith?* :o
*MAD Magazine called it The Prime of Miss Jean’s Body. Right on! ![]()
Pity that Vaal didn’t zap him at some point. ![]()
Test tube babies (yes, that’s what they called them) were a new and scary concept when the song came out. Even today, people get squicked out by the idea of designer babies, or people choosing certain genes, and not others for their offspring. Seems to meddle with nature.
The lyric that puzzled me was about not needing eyes because “Nobody’s gonna look at you.”. Huh? I do more with my eyes than look at people, and anyway, why wouldn’t future folk look at each other?
Because technology is going to replace all human interaction - see: test tube procreation.
My spouse has been known to text me from another room, and we even give condolences by Facebook now, so, I’d say they were a little late.
I’ll go ahead and say it. I love 90% of the songs mentioned in this thread. And I’m only slightly ashamed. :o
*I
Am
I
Said…
To no one there…*
Yes - nobody (and I mean nobody) can emote like Niel can.
And no one…heard…at…all… not even a chair.
I like Neil Diamond but seriously, talking to the furniture?
Ooh, that was interesting to read. I had not heard of it before. Thanks for posting that. ![]()
Heard it today and just had to dig this thread up:
Honeymoon Suite - I Got a New Girl Now
Coolest part of the video: The Delivering of the Phone (brief but slick)
I’m old fashioned, I listen to the oldies station on the car radio, AND on a Spectrum tv music station (they have oldies, and a couple dozen other categories). The one I cannot bear is that Pina Colada song. I want to punch both Rupert Holmes AND ‘his lady’ in their respective crotches.
I’ve recently been watching an MTV channel with all-80’s ‘hits’. I can’t think of one in particular that is so very terrible, because I DO love the 80’s. But 30 years later looking at all those teased up mall-rat hairdos, black leather pants, big gooey red lips, and sunglasses on every stonefaced guy who’s wearing a blazer with the sleeves pushed up - my god, it’s like a March of the Douchebags fashion show. WTH?
You’re not, by any chance, thinking of LRB’s “Lady…let me take a look at you noooowwww…”?
A bit of a toss-up - all those 80’s caveats, above, or the bell bottoms, platforms, fro picks, trans ams, and patchouli of the 70’s.![]()
I like that song- but not when it was in constant rotation.
I like it too, and found myself feeling happy for the couple that they discovered things in each other that they’d wanted all along but had been missing. They obviously cared about each other enough to form the long-lasting relationship they had, and they weren’t trying to find someone else out of lust. They just wanted someone they felt they had more things in common with. So it was a win-win. They still got to have each other, but in ways that were mutually fulfilling and therefore likely to lead to a longer and happier future together.
Yeah, yeah, happy happy joy joy. It’s just that I picture the singer 1) winsomely dancing around his kitchen wearing a caftan. He sounds like the kind of guy who wears a caftan. And sipping on a big tumbler of pina colada. 2) like the words ‘my lover’ and ‘baby bump’, referring to a girlfriend as ‘my lady’ raises my hackles and makes me cringe.