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There have been a LOT of really bad pop songs. But many more good ones thankfully.
This week: more likes and dislikes. Tell us the name of the worst pop song of all time.
Because I am an (apparently) deranged lover of bagpipes, I can't settle on one, but my top choices are (i) that song with the chorus that begins "Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy...", and (ii) any rap song. If society is getting increasingly coarse, violent, ugly and self-centered, rap is the perfect symbol and should be banned, or at least played exclusively on bagpipes. "Kites Are Fun" might be third on the list.
Whitney Houston's "I'll Always Love You" is a truly dreadful exercising of Ms. Houston's lusty pipes--the apotheosis of the "Star Search" musical aesthetic and, for me, pure torture to have to listen to over the intercom in the Supermarket.
Two songs that will have lunging for the on/off switch on my tuner are "American Pie" by Don McLean and "Hotel California" by the Eagles. I'd rather be surrounded by a pack of crazed bag-pipers than hear either of those two songs.
You Light Up My Life didn't start out too bad, but after the twenty billionth time I heard it on the radio I never wanted to hear it again. More than twenty years after its initial release, this song can still make me scream in agony whenever I'm forced to listen to it.