I got to thinkin'... we've posted a LOT of music over the last four and a half years that floats our boat, makes our heart sing, brings back memories of Former Happy Days, or otherwise tickles our fancy. And in so doin' we have studiously avoided the dregs of our musical experience, which is to say... Music We Love to Hate. We'll change that with this post... and you KNOW there may be more. Lots more.
First up... the supremely over-rated and sickeningly sweet Henry John Deutschendorf, Jr. This dude is Number-Frickin'-ONE on my list of artists that make me dive for the remote or the radio button or whatever that will JUST MAKE IT STOP. All of his songs... any of his songs... but this one in particular:
Aiiieee. Saved at age 27 by camping out in the frickin' mountains? Spare me. PLEASE. You can get diabetes thru repeated exposure to this shit. That goes for all the rest of his dreck, as well.
And then there's the "If I NEVER hear this again it will be too damned soon" category. The all-time winner:
The one exception: Tina Turner's version. All others please leave NOW. CCR, in particular. And every damned one of those Filipino cover bands that played this song ad nauseam in every single Angeles City bar I ever set foot in. This is the tune I'd choose in the "if I had a nickel for every time I've heard this" category. Coz I'd be blogging from an upscale condo in Miami Beach or in the south of France if that had ever came to pass. Unfortunately...
We'll not flog this dead horse too much in this first-ever installment of Music We Love To Hate. Let's close with this:
Aiiieee. Yet AGAIN. Get on back to your Sit-TAY and frickin' STAY there. Don't abuse my earholes with this shit, ever again. I'll admit that the screen-cap above... reminiscent as it is of electric vomit... is MOST appropriate.
OK we're done. For now. You cannot BELIEVE how painful it was selecting these tunes, Gentle Reader. Please accept my apologies if the songs are truncated or otherwise incomplete. I'll freely admit I only listened to the first three bars... if that... of each tune. It IS Music I Love To Hate, after all.
You know there will be more. I'm gonna have fun with this.