Monday, April 26, 2004

Hip to be square

The 50 Worst Songs Ever (at least until the next time a magazine struggles to fill pages)

Now, I quite like Everybody Have Fun Tonight by Wang Chung, but it is possible that I just have a misguided affection for them because they helped to define the burnished orange day-glo 80s aesthetic of To Live and Die in L.A.

And The Heart of Rock & Roll by Huey Lewis and the News is a great record! If there’s one thing both Patrick Bateman and I can agree on is the unsung greatness of Huey and his funk-pop-rock classics. And I also remember that particular song from The Sure Thing, which surely must give it an extra cred point or two.

However, it does go without saying that Billy Ray Cyrus should be fucked in every orifice for all eternity with the spiky double-ended cocks of Satan’s minions like a redneck spitroast for his crimes against music, until his still-beating Achy Breaky Heart explodes in his chest.

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