Disagreement with the masses

In high school all my friends loved Led Zeppelin - I really tried but just couldn't listen to them.
I used to love the Red Hot Chili Peppers circa 1992, but dear god those guys should stop releasing new albums.
I hate Billy Corgan as much as the next guy, but I listened to Siamese Dream on spotify the other day and have to concede it's a great album.

As for newer stuff... Foo Fighters are awful, Florence and the f***ing Machine: her voice is like a hammer to my temple, the Hold Steady seem like nice guys but I don't know why their dull dull music has so much hipster cred.

OK euro you're right, zepplin hyped a lot, but before my time so for me it was maybe you have to be there.

Chillies, spot on

Corgon, spot on siamese dream is brilliant

rest, spot on

but the hold steady for me is a band that should get boring after 2 songs but for some reason doesn't, so kind of know what you mean. Songs like chill out tent (reminds me of personal experiences of chill out tents and girlfriend in a coma by doug copeland) and chips ahoy (which reminds me of mispent youth and a particular girl) just stand out and come across honest.
Hipster cred comes from the fact they write songs about all of lives vices and may have actually have them and make no apoligies.

Led Zep, Hendrix - if you were 16 or 18 at that time (end 60s/beg 70s) you'd love them.

At that time, nobody thought of music that it'd survive, it was only for today, and it was great.

Much as I admire 'Imagine', there was an incident involving John and Yoko here in Toronto that has caused me some pause. Seems just prior to his writing that iconic hit, John and Yoko spent an extended winter vacation of sorts on the outskirts of Toronto. They were guests at the ranch-home of rockabilly singer Ronnie Hawkins. They enjoyed some skidooing and other winter activities. But they also spent an inordinate amount of time on the phone, John apparently staying right on top of his financial investments ('Imagine no possessions...'). Point is, that they left Hawkins with the phone bill and never paid despite promises. I forget the outstanding figure involved with this bill, but it ran into thousands of dollars----and that was a sizable chunk back in those days. Imagine........

U2 is over-rated. Too many people I have met over the years couldn't understand that it is possible to dislike the band.

To be fair I haven't listened to that much hold steady, they just don't seem to be my thing. And it's not like they've become global superstars or anything. But I really do hate the Foo Fighters.

The horror of horrors is, to me, Michael Jackson. First, this guy could not sing at all. Second, his change of appearance to look like a white woman was simply sick and required a therapist, not a cheering audience.

The horror of horrors is, to me, Michael Jackson. First, this guy could not sing at all.

YES.

I"ll reserve comment on the psychological oddities, which were severe, but even when he was massively popular I didn't get what was so special.

--M.