Sunday, October 19, 2008

F*#@bird!!

I hated the song Freebird from a very young age. I used to leave the arcade and sit outside until it was done playing on the jukebox and it was safe to go back inside. Hadn't heard it in years, but it still has the same effect.

I just had to watch Californication with the sound off and closed captioning on because of repeated blasts of my sonic nemesis. Like brussel sprouts, I have never acquired the taste. How in the world did that ever become an iconic song? It's so terrible.

1 comment:

Patty Purviss said...

I love it, and I think of you every time I hear it, and how much you hate it. The song, Desparado, still has the same adverse effect on me. It makes me itchy and hostile.