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With A Little Help From My Friends by Joe Cocker. Takes a lovely song performed in an understated fashion by Rigo Starr and emotes it to within inch of it's life. The clodhopping 'gospel' backing and Cocker's execrable caterwauling make this one of the grimmest musical experiences ever. The worst thing about it there are some rhat would hold it up as some sort of 'classic', but if you do then you're probably Dr Fox or Jamie Theakston and so not worth the time it takes to type this. It's the aural equivalant of a p!ss-scented addled tramp following you around claiming that you're his long-lost brother. Forever.

sophiesofa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > My great great great great grandfather was the > last man to be publicly hung in britain, it's in > the guiness book of world records. Michael > Barrett, he blew up a prison to get his friend out > or something. > > Some distant uncle or something took that black > and white photo/poster of a woman bending over on > a tennis court that everyone seems to have hanging > in their toilets. Something like the best selling > poster ever but he only got a one off fee of about > ?20 i think. > > I sold Charlie Dimmok value pencils when I worked > in Woolworths many moons ago. Blimey SopnieS, your hanged ggggrandpa and photographer of girl scratcing arse poster are very strong hands. But I see you Charlie Dimmock/pencil selling and raise you Billy Ocean and Mickey Dolenz whom I sold shirts to. I also sold a suit to Doctor Alimantado, which explains why he was the best-dressed chilcken in town.

Jah Lush Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Pah! I spit on swine flu. Ain't nuthin gonna get > me baby. Despite the hubris JL, I hope you sty infection-free. Through swill power alone, if need be

Hope so, life in a CentreParc. Groovy. Our theme tune could be Paul Simon's Boy In The Bubble and we could take turns being the 'Bubble Boy' in tribute to Seinfeld. It could rotate on a weekly basis, based on whoever's been the most grumpy b@stard on the EDF.

I know it's an easy one but Dancing In The Street by The Dame and Mick Jagger is quite simply beyond awful. The massacring of a classic is one thing but the intro where they 'namecheck' the various countries is toe curling. Yes I know it was for charity, but crapping hell. I reckon DB only did to make us all yearn for the glory days of The Laughing Gnome. The only thing worse than the record is the video.

Sherwick Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > yeah, well I love Wuthering Heights (K Bush) and > Love Resurrection (A Moyet) but didn't complain > when others said they hated them! (Must admit I > prefer Babushka to WH though..). You must speak up Sherwick, some people's opinions are just plain wrong and they need to be told.

Michael Picasso - Ian Hunter. A love song to a dead friend.

Was KH as irritating in real life as he is on telly?

RosieH Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Omar's There's nothing like this - a doobyweeooo - > tautological soft soul nightmare: "we take a sip > of cold champagne wine, the rug that we lie on > feels divine". Champagne wine, is it, is it, IS > IT? > > BoyzIIMen, End of the Road - terrible whiny > awfulness of unparalleled, frankly staggering > arrogance : "You really love me, you just don't > realise, you've never been there before this is > only your first time" > > > I want to kill them a lot and then kill them some > more RosieH, agree with you about Omar. Ludicrous. But that particular BoyzIIMen song? I thought they got the balance between sentimentality, banal though decent pop lyrics and good harmonies just spot on. Always tweaked and touched my heart. And it continues to do so. Always sing along with it. Badly. Very badly.

charliecharlie Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > > > oh no, and now we are onto the dreaded Kate Bush > (more anti nausea tablets with the white wine, > please vicar) > > I know all you men are going to rush to her > defence, but please, have you every heard her > interviewed??? > I mean the singing is bad enough, if you must call > it that, but the wimpy, little girlie voice is > enough to make one despair... enough to give women > a very bad name... Wuthering Heights is a catchy pop song. It sticks in your mind, your pop mind that is. The beauty and elegance of the song can't be overstated, it's timeless and beautiful. Some mock and of course parody Kate Bush's performance. You snigger a bit, but soon realise how wrong they are. And then settle down in the knowledge that Wuthering Heights is a piece of sublime pop genius and anyone who says different will probably attend the Spandua Ballet reunion. See you suckers.

'Happy Birthday', I'm with Larry Davis on this.

I can't understand how people don't like I Will Survive in all its anthemic gloriousness. And I'm not partisan in the matter. I'm not gay that I'm aware of. But if it turns out I am, see you in that boozer in Camberwell.

Apologies accepted TP18. And gracious and good of you to offer them. But if you don't mind I'll keep any discussion of 'hard feelings' between me and my physician. Cheers.

Silicon Substitues? Really Abnormal.

Peckhamgatecrasher Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Do you wag your tail at me sir? Perhaps wagtail, take shelter beneath my cape. We shall talk of price later.

Sid Vicious' version is perfect. Sorry to go off topic.

My Way by Frank Sinatra, pompous, portentous dreadful embarrasing. Makes you tingle for all the wrong reasons. 'And I did iiit myyyyyyyyyyyy waaaaaaaaaaayaayaayah' Probably Frank's only lapse of musical taste.

red devil Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > If you don't make it through the night Chazzy, > it's been nice Knowing You (Knowing Me)...see what > you've started Hoochie?... See what you did there RD, you omitted the Aa-Haas. I reckon you were embarassed because of the Alan Partridge association. Get over that, it's not the main thing. 'Breaking up is never easy, I know but I have to go, Knowing me, knowing you, Its the best I can do' That's the part to look at. Solipsistic? Probably. What do we know of the person we're not informed about? Was it really the best the singer could do? Manipulate us with the word 'Knowing'. And as for your best, well who can say...

themaninblack Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Any chance an admin can get this thread back on > track?! It's fine TMIB, you just did. Thanks for that. So, Adventure, when you venture in there, do you favour a Wattie from The Exploited punk-style cockscomb or an Isaac Hayes shaven-headed look? I know which way I'll be voting.

A Solid Bond In Your Heart - The Style Council

Mikecg Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Agado what a pile of old testicles that is and it > is accredited with the worst song ever recorded in > history accolade. Agado was never MEANT to be a song, Mike. It was a novelty. Akin to a Chrismas tree bauble and nothing more. I thought that the subtext of Quids original post was to look at 'credible', 'classic' songs and c@nt them off on a personal level. Leastways that's how I took it. The Joker - Steve Miller, bought it at the time, now cannot accept 'pompatus'. And the guitar is just way too astringent. F@ck off Miller.

Solid Air - John Martyn

KalamityKel Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > think i shall check out the view from the window > l8r 2 c if adventure bar has any such > characters... I know KK, after a vigorous afternoon session, I start to break up in mid-sentence myself. It's OK get back to us later.

Funny you should mention that PGC, for a time I used KY Gel as a hair product. It was a lighter than the aforementioned grease-based products. Hey SM, on dress-down Fridays when you can be more a bit more Fr Jack than Fr Ted, give it a go. Go on.

charliecharlie Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > > > *rushes for sick-bag with bright green face* Oh heck Charlies, I didn't realise you were unwell. Take regular doses of Barbra Ann, The Sloop John B, Waterloo and half a Super Trouper. If it fails to curb the illness, Ring Ring your doctor. It'll be time to send an SOS.