You want bad 70’s song? I got your bad 70’s songs right here:
You haven’t even BEGUN to feel pain until you’ve been stuck in a busload of preteen girls singing “billy don’t be a hero” for 412 continuous miles.
The first of many times I have prayed to be allowed to die.
b.
I have to admit that I kind of like a few songs on that list :::bowing head in shame:::
- Elton John “Someone Saved My Life Tonight”
- Elton John “Don’t Let The Sun Go Down On Me”
- Peter Frampton “Show Me The Way”
- Eagles “I Can’t Tell You Why”
Exile “Kiss You All Over”
Roberta Flack “Killing Me Softly” - Don McLean "American Pie
- Moody Blues “Nights In White Satin”
- Pure Prairie League “Amie”
- = I actually own the CD. I’m so ashamed.
Shannon was an excellent song.
However, that is not why I’m posting in this thread. I’m posting to reveal my one deep, dark secret. My terrifying, horrible secret that, were it not for my mother’s sanity (bless her heart) would have, well…really sucked.
I was almost named Chevy Vanne. My dad was a big fan of the early SNLs, and apparently (I don’t know…he claims that he still really likes the name) thought it would be funny to name me Chevy. Thank god my mother saved my ass, and convinced him to go with Michael. God, that would have been a shitty name to have.
Agh! A pox on you for naming that song!
Nights in White Satin is classified as bad? Philistines.
“I’ve Never Been To Me”
Ahhh, Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods…“don’t be a fool with your life”…what an inspiration. Bad song, I think NOT. “Short people got no reason to live”…SMD Randy Newman…
It went Ppppbblt when it moved
and spruttt when it stopped
and guga-guga-guga when it stood still,
And I never knew just what it was
but it made me wanna KILL!
b.[sub]who hopes to arrive in hell just a little before Bo and the Heywoods to prepare a, well, special place.[/sub]
Okay, I’m with Diane. I like all those songs she listed. And I feel no shame.
But I do believe there is an unwritten rule that any song wherein there is a spoken monologue is automatically bad.
It just gives me the creeps every time.
See how sick I am? I love most of those songs. There’s just something so wonderfully cheesy about them. Also among my favorite baddies are:
Heaven on the Seventh Floor - Paul Nicholas
Undercover Angel - Alan O’Day
and
Convoy - CW McCall
Songs I can’t stand? Pretty much anything by Eric Clapton or Michael Jackson. And that “I’ve Never Been To Me” piece of garbage ranks second to “Get Here” by Oleta Adams (What a stupid song…)
Here’s something from the furious.com list I don’t understand:
Eagles “Hotel California”
Part of their musical war with Steely Dan. Nice ‘accent’
Huh? Eagles at war with Steely Dan? Is this guy BS-ing us?
You know, if I was still Napstering, I’d be sorely tempted to put together a Bad-70s disk with these suggestions. But I’d listen and fall over dead, like in the Python’s “Deadliest Joke in the World” sketch.
(scene: military unit in fatigues sneaking up to the house, picks up with tongs dangerous CD. One of them, curious, pops disk into a player, listens, gags on choking laughter and falls over dead.)
::nope. won’t do it. there are some things not meant to be heard in this world.::
"You know, if I was still Napstering, I’d be sorely tempted to put together a Bad-70s disk with these suggestions. "
Been done – on a 25 CD set, no less. It’s called “Have a Nice Day” and yes, I do own this collection. Rhino Records, in case anyone else out there is as demented abot this music as I.
ahem…
“Jeans On,” by David Dundas.
"Do You know Where You’re Going To? (Theme from ‘Mahogany’) by Miss Diana Ross.
‘seasons in the sun’ is the worst, i mean worst, pop song ever written. i had the album, it was given to me as a joke, and the credits were listed, check this out, like this: jacques brel/rod mckuen. i swear to god.
other worst songs. ‘the last song i’ll ever write for you’ by edward bear. maybe the only other jehovahs witness pop group besides the jacksons.
‘sometimes when we touch’ by dan hill. id rather pluck my eyes out than listen to that tune.
‘lonely boy’ by andrew gold.
‘ariel’ by dean friedman.
‘hot child in the city’ by nick gilder.
i could go on all day. and, oh yeah, cyn, ‘muskrat love’ was originally performed by those peerless purveyors of flavorless pop cheese, america. alligator lizards in the air and all that.
Best music ever made, and you guys are dissin’ it. Then some of you are gonna go off and listen to the fer chrisakes Offspring and think you’re accomplishing something.
Shee-yit.
see, it never rains in Southern California,
seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
Morris Albert
another pig for your pile, folks
Forget ‘It’s my Party’ and ‘Judy’s Turn to Cry’, folks. Have any of you ever heard a little gem called ‘I Wish I Were A Boy’?
It’s Leslie Gore at her finest, whining about how she gets the short end of the stick because “a girl mustn’t make an advance” and how she wishes that she were a boy. If she were, she would be able to go up to the boys at the jukebox and ask them out. She doesn’t seem to twig on to the fact that that would make her a gay boy.
It’s one of my favorites, and I am truly a bad-song connoisseur.
Anything by Neil Sedaka, Manilow, or the Association.
Hey! I like Manilow! So, 
Have your answer yet? People like this stuff. If you take out the lyrics, the music probably isn’t that bad; at worst it is music that is easy to listen to, non-threatening and catchy. It’s the lyrics that are drivel; unfortunately most people like drivel (or Hallmark wouldn’t be in business) and often they say something people want to say, or evoke a feeling that people feel. Remember that wretched song that U2 or someone covered a year or two ago about the guy that killed his gf in a car wreck? They originally just played that in concerts, but their fans asked them to record it.
Radio stations (especially pop stations) play what their listeners want to hear, not what is good music.
I like listening to a lot of that stuff, occasionally. I like hearing something by ABBA about once a year, Barry Manilow stuff about once every two or three months, and I like some of Neil Sedaka’s stuff. But most of the songs mentioned in this thread I could happily life the rest of my life without hearing.