30 Days of Music: Day 2
Jan. 13th, 2011 10:46 amLeast Favorite Song
Just one? Really? Hmm, that's kind of hard to narrow down. I guess if I have to, I'll pick the Carpenters' "Bless the Beasts and the Children." Perhaps more than any other group in the world, the Carpenters' have never failed in making me feel like there is no point in going on. The unexamined life is not worth living? Perhaps so, but under the influence of the Carpenter's it doesn't matter, because any type of life is not worth living. There is something so horribly depressing and morose about each and every one of their songs -- even the supposedly "happy" ones (though I must admit, I do enjoy "Superstar," if only because of the creepiness that surounds it, which Sonic Youth managed to capture perfectly in their cover of it). "Bless the Beasts and the Children," though, at least in my opinion, is the worst of these offenders. Not only does it have that dismal air about it that all Carpenters' songs strive for, it has a horrid, treacly, saccarine quality along with a cloying whininess that makes you want to scrub out your mind out with sulfuric acid in order to erase any memory of ever having heard that horrible, horrible song. I'm not recommending you do, but if you decide to take the plunge and hear for yourself, here it is in all its hideous, life-strangling glory.
Just one? Really? Hmm, that's kind of hard to narrow down. I guess if I have to, I'll pick the Carpenters' "Bless the Beasts and the Children." Perhaps more than any other group in the world, the Carpenters' have never failed in making me feel like there is no point in going on. The unexamined life is not worth living? Perhaps so, but under the influence of the Carpenter's it doesn't matter, because any type of life is not worth living. There is something so horribly depressing and morose about each and every one of their songs -- even the supposedly "happy" ones (though I must admit, I do enjoy "Superstar," if only because of the creepiness that surounds it, which Sonic Youth managed to capture perfectly in their cover of it). "Bless the Beasts and the Children," though, at least in my opinion, is the worst of these offenders. Not only does it have that dismal air about it that all Carpenters' songs strive for, it has a horrid, treacly, saccarine quality along with a cloying whininess that makes you want to scrub out your mind out with sulfuric acid in order to erase any memory of ever having heard that horrible, horrible song. I'm not recommending you do, but if you decide to take the plunge and hear for yourself, here it is in all its hideous, life-strangling glory.