Frontier Former Editor

October 11, 2007

And in case you forgot what the worst song in the world is . . .

Filed under: having my baby, humor, music, muzak, Paul Anka, Was (Not Was), worst song in the world — Frontier Former Editor @ 10:48 pm

here’s a reminder. I had to listen to it tonight as muzak in a local store, so why should I suffer alone.

 

No wonder I cackled my ass off years ago when Jerry Lee Lewis recalled how he scared the crap out of Anka during a record lable showcase tour back in the 50’s.

But to show that I’m not Mengele-like in my cruelty, here’s a little antidote:

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12 Comments »

  1. His piano teacher should have castrated him immediately, then we wouldn’t have to listen to this crap.

    Comment by thoughtsarethings — October 12, 2007 @ 12:41 am

  2. eeeek… that reference to “you didn’t have to keep it”….

    Comment by nursemyra — October 12, 2007 @ 7:09 am

  3. Yep, that was pretty bad alright, but this one is even worse!

    Never Been To Me

    Nice antidote, btw!

    Comment by azahar — October 12, 2007 @ 8:46 am

  4. As far as worst songs, yeah, Anka deserves a bullet to the brain stem for that abortion of a song.
    As bad as this: http://youtube.com/watch?v=wxo0lsJnx-U
    You’d love my band, dude.
    We do “Spy” with a three piece horn section. Great tune that’s a total blast to play. Love the video, t.
    Thank God you posted it. I’m going to call WNW “Anka-Seltzer” . . .
    ~m

    Comment by ~m — October 14, 2007 @ 10:31 am

  5. That’s what music needs these days, ~m – less of that ennervating short-shot, pitter-patter hip-hop rhythm crap and more big-horn section, tight-rhythm, big-band funk.

    Besides, Sweet Pea Atkinson has a way-better hat than Anka ever hoped to have.

    That sounded pretty weird coming from a middle-age white boy . . .

    Comment by Frontier Former Editor — October 14, 2007 @ 11:18 am

  6. I have a Top 100 One-Hit Wonders, and the prize in that collection is indeed “I’ve Been to Paradise.” There can be nothing, not even the Carebears Theme, that so embodies the inadvertently kitchy yet still unappealing.

    Comment by raincoaster — October 14, 2007 @ 5:39 pm

  7. Also: my mother went to school with Paul Anka. He was a little punk who got thrown out of the local hangout soda shop for carving his name in all the Naugahyde of the seats. Two years later he walked back in and the manager tried to throw him out again, even though by then he was a pop idol.

    “You can’t throw me out,” said Anka. “I just bought the place. Now fuck off and bring me a milkshake!”

    Comment by raincoaster — October 14, 2007 @ 5:41 pm

  8. Share, dammit, share!

    Please.

    Comment by Frontier Former Editor — October 14, 2007 @ 5:41 pm

  9. He was a Canadian?

    Comment by Frontier Former Editor — October 14, 2007 @ 5:42 pm

  10. Yep, Ottawa.

    Comment by raincoaster — October 15, 2007 @ 12:35 am

  11. If I wasn’t already a quasi-Commonwealth-ian, that would be a reason to declare war.

    But then you could declare war on grounds of Neil Sedaka . . .

    Comment by Frontier Former Editor — October 15, 2007 @ 7:23 am

  12. […] and blogger} He put up a great post regarding tunes you love to hate. For his selections, click HERE Mine are as follows . . . (beats watching the Red Sox […]

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