Thursday, September 24, 2015

Forgotten Hits: The Top 70 Hits of the '70's

Forgotten Hits: The Top 70 Hits of the '70's

10 comments:

Deb said...

I know every one of 'em. Don't love 'em all, but know 'em all.

Jeffrey Meyerson said...

Ditto, of course. As a person who saw the real GREASE off-Broadway in the early 1970's (now Adrienne Barbeau was a tough Rizzo!) I've always disliked "Grease" a lot. (Not as much as a song which will be undoubtedly be much higher on the list - "Show Me the Way" by Peter Frampton - but I digress.)

I have a Bee Gees Greatest Hits CD where Barry Gibb does do "Emotion" and it sounds pretty much the same as the Samantha Sang version, as you'd expect. I'd take her original. I never cared much for the Andy Gibb songs, though this was probably the best of them.

Trivia. Billy Paul's name is actual Paul Williams but he had to change it for what should be obvious reasons.

Jeff


Bill Crider said...

By this time I was tuning out of Top 40 radio. I still listened a lot, but not attentively and not as often as earlier. I listened to country radio almost as much.

Richard R. said...

For my 2 cents, he Nillson is the best of the lot. I've always loved that one. I'd tuned out of top 40 too, but it was played on FM stations too, as were many of these.

Jeffrey Meyerson said...

In the first half of the '70s I was listening to a lot of country too before I started following the local oldies station.

Jeff

Don Coffin said...

I hope we get the post to Part 2 tomorrow.

I was expecting a much worse list of songs, btw. The Nillson is great, and I've always had a fondness for "You're So Vain."

Deb said...

Are we taking bets on Number One? I'd guess either American Pue or Staying Alive.

Deb said...

Pie

Todd Mason said...

Even given my profound lack of love for anything remotely relevant to the Gibb brothers, this piece of offal is the worst thing on this list so far:
"American Woman" by the [Redacted] You, You Pathetic Whiny Little [Redacted]s.

And I kinda liked BTO.

But has there ever been a more trenchant summation of the death of romance than:

American woman, said get away
American woman, listen what I say
Don't come a-hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away from me
American woman, mama, let me be

So deep I need my boots, as Walt Kelly would have his characters note.

Todd Mason said...

And why are the inept lyrics of "For Pete's Sake" not crippling, when this crap above is? 1. Better music. 2. Better attitude. 3. Shut up, I explain. Or, at least, thank goodness they're (mostly) gone.