“Hotel California” for me, too!
“Margaritaville” is a close second.
“Hey Jude”
Question makes no sense. If I hate it, that disqualifies it from being considered “beloved.”
That said, anything with a dead teenager (Tell Laura I Love Her, Last Kiss, Teen Angel, and Leader of the Pack standing as exemplars).
Let me clarify: all ELO songs with vocals that were ever pressed on vinyl, burned to CD, and/or played on the radio (AM or FM).
Oh.
So there is that.
Only the really bad tracks that Jeff Lynne et. al. discarded because they weren’t as good as, say for example, Eldorado Overture or Concerto for a Rainy Day, would be acceptable?
I’m still calling Skald.
Anything by The Carpenters.
Don’t care for Elvis Costello.
Eric Clapton’s Layla (Although the acoustic version is pretty good)
I will hold your weapons for you in a classic velvet-lined case.
A dislike of ELO’s strings and multi-layered harmonies can be overlooked, but nobody puts Jeff Lynne in a corner. You let me down, almost turned me to stone. It’s a livin’ thing, but Mr. Blue Sky will not back down, and no Evil woman will prevent him from telling me every little thing, strange magic or no.
You’re an anti-Travelling Wilbury I take it? You take a good picture, but have no legacy in the music industry.
The Travelling Wilburys are the opposite you see, they are mostly, um, hideous, but are musical legends.
That wasn’t fair was it. My apologies. Do you care for harmony at all? Bad Religion? I love their “oozin’ ahhhhs”. What “does it” for you? Just curious.
The Carpenters was pretty much the definition of wishy-washy light groove. I liked a few things they did but by now it is seriously dated material.
Elvis Costello. I like about 3 or 4 of his songs a lot, the rest I don’t care for much. I respect him most for the way he gave the finger to Lorne Michaels on SNL, where Lorne returned the gesture literally. Very hard to find a video of that.
I don’t know if it counts as “classic rock,” but I absolutely loathe Bobby Darin’s version of “Mack The Knife.”
And I don’t exactly hate it, but am sick to death to the point of never wanting to hear again Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.”
I imagine that if McCartney was there, he would have told Lennon it was shit and to write something else. It sounds like middle-school poetry.
For me, it’s Freebird. Crappy vocalist, hideous guitar masturbation, and if that wasn’t bad enough, it’s at least 2 hours long.
I generally like Led Zeppelin but I would be OK if I never heard “Stairway to Heaven” again.
All Boston songs pretty much sound the same to me.
I was once on an overnight boat trip out of Ft. Walton, FL and the only CD on the boat was Jimmy Buffet’s Greatest Hits, which was played over and over. I almost jumped overboard and swam back to land.
Jeff Lynne is the Wilburys’ Ringo.
So, then…you and I shall co-main event the Gagundathar - Cormac262 duel. Sorry, but I don’t really do dawn. Noon-ish work for you?
“Imagine”. Lyrics-wise, its more offensive than the original, blasphemous version of “Internationale” and the “Horst Wessel Lied” combined.
If we must, we must. Perhaps first a stab at common ground…what are your feelings about Bridge Over Troubled Water?
Love it. Outstanding vocals.
Freebird
You said that just to hurt me. And maybe Jeff Lynne, depending on your level of disdain for him.
As I always say “Better to be a Rutsey to a Peart, than a Best to a Starr” or the opposite of that. Who the fuck cares?
Seriously though, Roy Orbison, Tom Petty, George Harrison, and Bob Dylan all got together and picked some loser to fill out the band? They know skill, and they hired it. He has way less solo cred and recognition, but he was needed.
From Wikipedia which is like the bible of the internet or something:
“Wilbury” was a slang term first used by Harrison during the recording of Cloud Nine with Jeff Lynne. Referring to recording errors created by some faulty equipment, Harrison jokingly remarked to Lynne, “We’ll bury 'em in the mix”. Thereafter, they used the term for any small error in performance and the term was used again when the group were together. Harrison suggested “The Trembling Wilburys” as the group’s name; instead, Lynne suggested “Traveling”, with which the group agreed.
I like it too! 
Hey look, a Zebra.