{"id":319,"date":"2007-01-11T13:24:28","date_gmt":"2007-01-11T19:24:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/shotinthedark.info\/wp\/index.php\/2007\/01\/11\/a-new-appreciation\/"},"modified":"2007-01-11T13:24:28","modified_gmt":"2007-01-11T19:24:28","slug":"a-new-appreciation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.shotinthedark.info\/wp\/?p=319","title":{"rendered":"A New Appreciation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As a kid in the seventies (I graduated from high school in 1981) who was aggressively contrarian about music (into classical, punk, the Who and Springsteen, mainly), I pretty much eschewed most of the Top 40 pop of the day.\u00a0 Of course, much of it deserved eschewing; it was the era of &#8220;Afternoon Delight&#8221; (still the worst song ever to make the Top 40, which after all these years continues to squeak a &#8220;win&#8221; out against Britney Spears&#8217; loathsome &#8220;Lucky&#8221; and anything Dennis DeYoung ever sang), a time when people like the interchangeable Alan O&#8217;Day, Roger Voudouris, Henry Gross, Rupert Holmes, Robert John, Robbie DuPree, \u00a0and Sammy John (no, I mean it.\u00a0 Look them all up.\u00a0 They were all interchangeable musically <em>and <\/em>visually.\u00a0 It says something about the impact of MTV that the musical careers of guys who looked like 35-year-old Woody-Allens-via-artin Scorsese dried up overnight) had interchangeable hits (&#8220;Undercover Angel&#8221;, &#8220;You Better Get Used To It&#8221;, &#8220;Shannon&#8221;, &#8220;The Pina Colada Song&#8221;, &#8220;Sad Eyes&#8221;, &#8220;Bread and Butter&#8221;, &#8220;Hot Rod Hearts&#8221; and &#8220;Chevy Van&#8221;).\u00a0 As to mainstream rock, I have two words; <em>KissandTedNugentwere Thetopgrossingtouringacts. <\/em>Foreigner ruled the charts, making Boston seem like Ray Charles in comparison.<\/p>\n<p>Dreadful stuff.<\/p>\n<p>And yet in the past few years, I&#8217;ve actually started to appreciate some of the stuff I hated so badly for what it was; solid, well-crafted, hook-laden pop.\u00a0\u00a0 I&#8217;ve learned to listen to some of it the way it was meant to be listened to; unquestioningly, uncritically, like a good consumer.<\/p>\n<p>And here&#8217;s what I&#8217;ve found:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><strong>ABBA, &#8220;SOS&#8221;<\/strong> &#8211; Treacly manufactured Swedish pop?\u00a0 Yes &#8211; but they also managed to manufacture a hook that would have woken Connie Francis from the grave.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Fleetwood Mac, <em>&#8220;Rumours&#8221; &#8211; <\/em><\/strong>The album was inescapable when I was in ninth and tenth (and probably eleventh) grade, except by pure denial.\u00a0 So I denied.\u00a0 And walked away.\u00a0 And while I still can&#8217;t stand the sound of Christine McVie, and Lindsey Buckingham&#8217;s solo career served as aversion therapy to the sound of his voice, I can listen to &#8220;Don&#8217;t Stop&#8221; and &#8220;Second Hand News&#8221; all day and ask for more.\u00a0 Two of the most mathematically perfect pop songs ever.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Kiss, <em>&#8220;Destroyer&#8221; &#8211; <\/em><\/strong>I always hated Kiss.\u00a0 I probably always will.\u00a0 But &#8220;Destroyer&#8221;, featuring &#8220;Detroit Rock City&#8221; (the greatest death-rock song ever) makes you feel like you&#8217;re present at a moment; in this case, the moment when all of teenage America went gloriously stupid simultaneously.\u00a0 And I sorta miss being gloriously stupid without serious consequences.<\/li>\n<li><strong><em>&#8220;Saturday Night Fever&#8221; &#8211; <\/em><\/strong>Yep, I was one of those &#8220;Disco Sucks&#8221; guys.\u00a0 I cheered when I saw <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Disco_Demolition_Night\">Mike Veeck and the Insane Coho Lips on Disco Demolition Night<\/a> at Comiskey Park.\u00a0 And I thought of the record as a campy novelty for years &#8211; sort of a &#8220;Flock of Seagulls&#8221; of the seventies.\u00a0 How wrong I was, of course, both in terms of its impact on pop culture (sheesh) and some of the music itself; &#8220;Night Fever&#8221; is, again, almost mathematically perfect, while Yvonne Elliman&#8217;s &#8220;If I Can&#8217;t Have You&#8221; has the most gorgeous hook of the decade.\u00a0<\/li>\n<li><strong>Slade &#8211; <\/strong>I sort of looked down my nose at Slade; they seemed like a bunch of drunken yobs.\u00a0 I realized years later &#8211; that was the point.\u00a0 &#8220;Mama Weer All Crazee Now&#8221; still rocks my world.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Sniff &#8216;n The Tears, &#8220;Driver&#8217;s Seat&#8221; &#8211; <\/strong>I heard that one on KQRS a few weeks ago, for the first time in probably 20 years.\u00a0 What a cool song&#8230;<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>\u00a0Oh, heck\u00a0&#8211; nominate some!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As a kid in the seventies (I graduated from high school in 1981) who was aggressively contrarian about music (into classical, punk, the Who and Springsteen, mainly), I pretty much eschewed most of the Top 40 pop of the day.\u00a0 Of course, much of it deserved eschewing; 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