|Originally posted by Floydian Trip
Safety Dance rocks!
"Safety Dance" is JUNK. Comes in far behind "Pop Goes the World" in the Men Without Hats catalog.
The problem with a lot of the 80s stuff is that in the "retro" craze, shitloads of medi-fucking-ocre tunes are getting endlessly overplayed. "Awesome 80s" stations have playlists as tight as Top 40 stations.
But back on topic:
muncie girl hits the nail on the head - anything inspirational and from a film sucks donkey balls (exceptions made for stuff like "You Got the Touch" from Transformers: The Movie
...but really, that's more of a sub-genre (sub- as in "subhuman", not "genre offshoot"), not a particular song.
I have to agree with sorro's damnation of the Stray Cats - amusing at the time, but I was about 12 and discovered superior rockabilly by The Cramps in short order. And over the span of a 40 year or so career, Rod Stewart has managed a few good tunes, but overall his music is akin to transplanting your eardrums to your groin and having David Beckham kick it. While wearing cowboy boots. But those are entire band/artists catalogs, so not quite in the spirit of things either.
And cripes, when we're talking songs, there are too damn many culprits to sufficiently list; I mean, I could spend this post defending some slandered above, but I think I'll list my nominee, state my case, and run for the hills:"Karma Chameleon"
by Culture Club.
Now, I think Culture Club were basically famous due to Boy George's schtick; but they had their moments - "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?" isn't half bad - at least it doesn't send me diving for the scan button when it pops onto the radio. But THIS overplayed piece of rubbish leaves me cold, all the worse because it seems the vast majority of radio programmers love the shit out of it. Yeah, it's uptempo, but that's about all it has going for it. I piss on this psuedo-world music; if I want cultural enlightment from the 80s, I'll throw on a fucking Bad Brains disc.
Oh, wait, maybe it's "Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell. Yeah, maybe it's that - the guy had no talent, unless you count being Quincy Jones' (or whomever's) kid as "talent." Vaguely interesting concept in song and video that was executed by someone with all the musical gifts of a paper cup. And the guy was DAMN ugly.
And what about "Tears in Heaven" by Clapton? Was that an 80s song? Sure, it's pretty and sad and heartbreaking the first 3000 times, but after that you REALLY wish Slowhand's kid hadn't fallen out the window for the callous reason of sparing yourself another listen to this treacly tripe.