Spandex
A crazy bulbous punchbag of sound
My parents were into the Beatles so they were ever present as I grew up. When I started developing my own taste in music the question of whether they were good or not had become irrelevant. They just were, a part of the background to my childhood, like the green curtains in the front room or the orange door to the kitchen. I didn't develop an aversion to them exactly, I just had no need for them. I therefore completely ignored them for over 30 years. Considering how culturally important they're perceived to be, it was very easy to ignore them. I very rarely hear a Beatles track played in the wild; years can pass without me hearing them or giving them any thought.
Then when I was at a toddler group with my daughter someone put a Best of the Beatles on. It's the first time I had actually listened to the Beatles for decades. Some of it was just 60s pop of the sort I don't go for, some tracks were good, some were terrible. I've not really given them any thought since, except to wonder why they're put on such an elevated cultural pedestal.
Oasis are dog shit. I wish I could ignore their existence every time I hear drunks staggering past my house singing Wonderwall after closing time.
Then when I was at a toddler group with my daughter someone put a Best of the Beatles on. It's the first time I had actually listened to the Beatles for decades. Some of it was just 60s pop of the sort I don't go for, some tracks were good, some were terrible. I've not really given them any thought since, except to wonder why they're put on such an elevated cultural pedestal.
Oasis are dog shit. I wish I could ignore their existence every time I hear drunks staggering past my house singing Wonderwall after closing time.