The Listening Room is generally a positive place. When there’s so much amazing music out there to write about, we figure, why waste ink (or pixels, I suppose) picking apart a dippy ditty? Sometimes, though, we make an exception. Now is one of those times.
On my drive to work this morning I had the radio tuned to WFUV (it’s one of a handful of stations to which I regularly listen. The others are Q104.3, WFAN, WNYC/NPR, WFMU and WKCR, for what that’s worth). Following a fine song by Dr. Dog (decent band; I have and like their most recent album), came a number that, with every lyric, climbed another rung on my list of least favorite songs. I was stunned, really, by how immediately and thoroughly I disliked it.
So, what’s the tune? “All Kinds,” by Dan Wilson. I don’t want to get carried away criticizing it. I’m sure the guy and his band put a lot of work into it. And I’m sure other people (You, dear reader? Dios mio.) actually like it, and I don’t want to insult anyone.
But take a look at the opening verse:
You’ve got the kind of beautiful
Makes the boys want to give up running all around
You know the kind of magic spell
Makes the wild, wild horses lay down on the ground
Magic spells and “wild, wild horses”? Seriously? Also, it should be lie, not lay. Barf.
It got me thinking about other songs I can’t stand. “More than a Feeling,” by Boston is up there. “Hotel California,” by the Eagles comes to mind, too (unfortunately).
What are your most-loathed songs? And I’m not talking about songs that are widely accepted as simply awful. No points for hating “Crocodile Rock,” for instance. Or anything by Creed, say.
This just in: Turns out Dan Wilson is the former lead singer for Semisonic, of “Closing Time” fame. That, too, is a horrendous song. This guy is the champ of writing terrible pop hits. Watch out for Dan Wilson!