Freak out

I am generally an unoffended type of person, if I'm not having one of my special days when the entire point of existence and every single thing in that existence is aggravating me to the very core of my being.

But I do have some vehement emotions about certain songs from various eras.

Let's start with that goddamned "Painted Pony" song. Now I'm sure that Mr. Blood, Sweat, and Years is a fine speciman of a musician, and I'm sure this is going to enrage some peeps, because no one likes to have their favorite song insulted, and I know that at least one person on the planet likes it, because I heard her humming along to it, and it made me want to punch that pony right into her innocently smiling face. Now I don't know what it is I hate about that song so much, but whenever I hear our star singer delivering the line about riding the painted pony, I am nearly nauseous with loathing. Maybe it's the sound of a grown man saying "pony". Now I hate that word even on it's own.

Okay, moving on. Billy Idol rocks in some ways, I will concede, but "Mony, Mony", I could really do without. Maybe it's because it reminds me of that other guy singing about a pony. I don't hate it quite as much, but it still bothers me.

Let's see...oh, yes. I am a huge fan of trance/techno/house/trap; I used to think it was mindlessly repetitive, but I have since seen the complexities and felt the room for expansion of thought and mind in the mostly lyric free spins, and it has become the majority of the songs I favor now. But even intertwined in one of my favorites, delivered by Sasha and Digweed, I believe, there is an intolerably long section of melody where this male voice does this sort of monkey-wolf howling thing, and I'll fast forward, at least five minutes into the song, and even as it's melding into the next song, you can still hear him, howling away. He eventually runs out of steam, and the blasphemous sound becomes fainter and fainter, but at least another two minutes of the last vestiges of his howl haunt me like an echo.

Now I have to spend the rest of the day wrestling those damn songs out of my head. (;