Bon Jovi. I can’t stand Bon Jovi. Well, I could stomach it, but my wife loves Bon jovi so I’ve been bombarded with it.
If we’re talking songs that make you want to scoop your own eardrums out with a rusty fork…
*Anything by Guns and Roses. * Back when they were big I had a friend who thought they were the best band ever. His undying loyalty to what I considered a piss poor band with uninspired music made me almost insane with anger.
The Spice girls I actually wished I were ten years into thefuture when they were around because I knew they’d be gone by then.
I can’t stand stupid pop songs that inexplicably become hits. If you were around in the 80’s perhaps you remember **The jump in the saddle band ** with their song The Curly Shuffle? I remember it because the intense hatred I had for that song burned a hole in my soul.
I don’t like rap. i used to, but that was back in the 80’s before it was all about *ches and ho’s and guns and junk. I’m a black guy too, but I really have a hardy dislike for rap music. That being said I had a female friend give me a ride once and she played the most apalling CD on the way. Lil’ Kim. I actually decided to take a cab back because I couldn’t bear another moment of that trash.
Rats. Rats. Rats. I was coming in here just to mention that one song.
Maybe, if someone is feeling a little extra sadistic - some Eminem for variety. Not much, just a little bit.
All country all the time. As I descend into the deeper levels of hades, the amount of steel guitar(or voices which sound like one), and jugs increase proportionally.
Enjoy,
Steven
Did you know that Rick Astley and Kylie Minogue are the same person?
Wha…? How can you not like Guns n Roses?! That’s… that’s… just… wrong, somehow… 
As I arrive in the entrance lobby to The Abyss, a demon prods me in the ass with a pitchfork to the strains of Daydream Believer by the Monkees.
As he ferries me across the river Acheron, Charon serenades me with Honey by Bobby Goldsboro.
Later, imps crawl about my face and head humming Hi Ho Silver Lining by Jeff Beck.
All on its own, an incubus/succubus then duets Lucky Stars by Dean Friedman.
And as I stand knee-deep in molten sulfur, Satan himself appears before me doing a Eurobeat dance to No Limits by 2 Unlimited.
I repent! I repent!
I guess it’s true that one man’s hell is another man’s heaven. I really like some of these selections. 
Get your own back with Don’t Pay the Ferryman.
AUGH! My ears! Why did I click those links?! :mad: 
Hmm, some of these songs I’d like on my soundtrack.
Sweet Child O’ Mine. Check.
Mony, Mony. Check. By Tommy James or Billy Idol, I don’t care.
Tubthumping. Yep.
Foreigner. Again, yep.
Go ahead and throw some Bon Jovi in there, too, I don’t mind.
If I had to choose those tunes to listen to in Hell, well, it wouldn’t seem so much like, well, you know…Hell.
ETA - Roy Orbison? How can you include him in this category? :dubious:
Hey, well, to each his own. I hate Guns and roses with a fiery passion hotter than the suns core.
Same here. I even have fond memories associated with some.
boggle, Stroke Me was by Billy Squiers, and you can add that to my list as well.
Color My World by Chicago
Always and Forever by Heatwave
Apollo’s Towel:
Correction, the name of the Billy Squier song is The Stroke. “Stroke me” is in the lyrics, though.
Apollo’s Towel:
Correction, the name of the Billy Squier song is The Stroke. “Stroke me” is in the lyrics, though.
My two hates:
(long hesitation: dare I risk actually allowing them into my consciousness?! OK, but I’ll have to be quick)
'SaveYourLove’byReneandRenataand’LetterfromAmerica’bytheProclaimers
(starts singing something, anything, loudly to drive away the memories…)
I think it would probably start with The Final Countdown by EUROPE.
My gods, how I hate that song.
Followed by most of Maria Careys discography, culminating in that horrible christmas album.
And to finally completely drive me over the edge : They built this City on Rock and Roll.
Wow, no I am really starting to think that maybe I should pick up some religion so I won’t get to hear this for all eternity.
“To All the Girls I’ve Loved Before” by Willie Nelson and Julio Iglesias.
I guess the only thing I would say is anything with bagpipes.
For me it would be a non-stop play list of Barry Manillow and the Village People. I suspect no other torture would need to be devised by the devil than this.
Honorable mentions would go to much of Country and Western and as mentioned by DrDeth, “It’s a Small World After all” (The Disney ride version especially.)
Jim