worst who songs ever
i love the who. really. honestly. but i mean, _come on_:
1) eminence front. if you like this steaming heap of shit, you prolly think combat rock was the best clash alb. you're wrong.
2) squeeze box. self-explanatory. "she goes in and out and in and out..." yeah, right. NEXT!
3) who are you. i spent a lot of time in the summer of '78 (just turned 21 and newly arrived in tejas) trying to convince myself i liked this. and that rolling stones disco song that goes "ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo" and has the line about "some puerto rican girls that are just _dyin' to mee-choo." the dawn of the punk era inspired townshend to write a single with the word "fuck" in it, and further down the line, to shave his facial hair and get some very silly looking haircuts in hopes of forestalling the dreaded advance of old age. (it didn't work.) final nail in the coffin: that csi show. curiously, the stooges still seem cool even after the nike and volkswagen ads. (thanks to boyo for this one.)
4) much too much. we're getting a little obscure here (as old whofans love to do), but anyone who reveres townshend as "one of the greatest writers of the '60s etc." should go all the way back to the very first 'oo alb and hear this abortion, which includes the immortal lines, "there was a time i could give all i had to you / but my enthusiasm waned / and i can't bear the pain / of doing what i don't wanna do." hahahahahahahaha. this sentiment, i suppose, could be seen as a precursor to all the whimpering donkeys that currently inhabit college radio, such as it is. perhaps not.
5) won't get fooled again. what years of "classic rock" overexposure couldn't accomplish, spike lee did by using this song as the soundtrack for adrien brody as an inappropriately costumed '77 punk (sorry, the class of '77 didn't have scissorhead mohawks yet, at least in noo yawk) getting his ass kicked by the bensonhurst guidos up the block in summer of sam. one historically accurate point: noo yawk punks _did_ like the who. hell, everyone in ny did (except my mom). why the hell not? i still like the version in the kids are alright real much, tho, even if moon couldn't really play the drums anymore by that time.
6) see me, feel me. i gotta admit it: seeing the fringed woodstockian roger daltrey on-screen singing this one is as embarrassing today as seeing pics of myself as a sullen subteen with buck teeth, coke bottle glasses and 1968 long hair glaring at the camera imagining i look really, um, _anti-establishment_. which is more tiresome, listening to this or counting the number of times the beatles sing "na-na-na-na-na-na-naaaaaaaah" at the end of "hey jude?" (a: it's a tie.)
feel free to add your own.
1) eminence front. if you like this steaming heap of shit, you prolly think combat rock was the best clash alb. you're wrong.
2) squeeze box. self-explanatory. "she goes in and out and in and out..." yeah, right. NEXT!
3) who are you. i spent a lot of time in the summer of '78 (just turned 21 and newly arrived in tejas) trying to convince myself i liked this. and that rolling stones disco song that goes "ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo" and has the line about "some puerto rican girls that are just _dyin' to mee-choo." the dawn of the punk era inspired townshend to write a single with the word "fuck" in it, and further down the line, to shave his facial hair and get some very silly looking haircuts in hopes of forestalling the dreaded advance of old age. (it didn't work.) final nail in the coffin: that csi show. curiously, the stooges still seem cool even after the nike and volkswagen ads. (thanks to boyo for this one.)
4) much too much. we're getting a little obscure here (as old whofans love to do), but anyone who reveres townshend as "one of the greatest writers of the '60s etc." should go all the way back to the very first 'oo alb and hear this abortion, which includes the immortal lines, "there was a time i could give all i had to you / but my enthusiasm waned / and i can't bear the pain / of doing what i don't wanna do." hahahahahahahaha. this sentiment, i suppose, could be seen as a precursor to all the whimpering donkeys that currently inhabit college radio, such as it is. perhaps not.
5) won't get fooled again. what years of "classic rock" overexposure couldn't accomplish, spike lee did by using this song as the soundtrack for adrien brody as an inappropriately costumed '77 punk (sorry, the class of '77 didn't have scissorhead mohawks yet, at least in noo yawk) getting his ass kicked by the bensonhurst guidos up the block in summer of sam. one historically accurate point: noo yawk punks _did_ like the who. hell, everyone in ny did (except my mom). why the hell not? i still like the version in the kids are alright real much, tho, even if moon couldn't really play the drums anymore by that time.
6) see me, feel me. i gotta admit it: seeing the fringed woodstockian roger daltrey on-screen singing this one is as embarrassing today as seeing pics of myself as a sullen subteen with buck teeth, coke bottle glasses and 1968 long hair glaring at the camera imagining i look really, um, _anti-establishment_. which is more tiresome, listening to this or counting the number of times the beatles sing "na-na-na-na-na-na-naaaaaaaah" at the end of "hey jude?" (a: it's a tie.)
feel free to add your own.
posted by stashdauber at 9:09 PM
5 Comments:
"you better you bet" - speaks for itself. i HATE that fucking tune.
couldn't think of any more. just not a huge WHO fan. maybe it's a generational thing... i don't know. i like "by numbers" and "meaty, beaty, big and bouncy" though. i remember buying "by numbers" at a used record shop about 8 years back and some smart ass connected all the dots on the cover ('twas only a buck so...) i never saw the original either so it took me a couple more years to realize it wasn't supposed to be that way. the jackass used a red marker to connect 'em too.
generational: could be. watt digs 'em, but he's my age.
"mbbb" is one of the essential ones. others: "the who sell out" and "live at leeds." check 'em out.
"by numbers": just what the world needed -- a whole alb about how hard it is being a rockstar. NEXT!
point well taken, although i still kinda dig "however much i booze."
yeah, in a pinch i'll admit i like "slip kid" and "red blue and grey" (or whatever the ukelele song is called) too.
Face the Face
Total garbage
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