Lately I've been trying to understand my current music obsessions. The only answer is that my taste has devolved to sheer crap. I used to at least understand why I loved something...now I don't even care, if it rocks.

First example, Boney M. - Daddy Cool. It does have a legendary bassline, and I've always had a soft spot for some good disco. I suppose part of it is the video...it's hard to top that. That and the arrangement, with the horns that jump out of nowhere...I can't talk shit, I just love this song.

Even better is Slade - Cum on Feel the Noize. Or as I described it to Jen the other day, "the song that launched a million cockrockers". Course, I said before the obsession hit. Of course the video is required for complete enjoyment. Backstory is, I've ALWAYS hated this song. That is, the Quiet Riot cockfest. The other day Jenny links me a Slade christmas vid, and, after dying of laughter, I remember that they had done "that song" and of course I had to search for that vid and the rest is history. Now I must somehow defend them. The main problem is the look. I'd assume that stops just about everyone. I don't blame you, though the word is they just did not give a fuck. It was glam, it was the 70's. If you actually listen to the song, fuckin' Noddy has one HELL of voice, and the song itself is heavy as fuck. This, at least, I know why I love. Noddy. That's it. And the Quiet Riot version is a tiny bit more listenable...but still sucks.