At the time, I didn't think anything was wrong with 1960's music, since Dick Clark on a typical Saturday on his 'American Bandstand' would agree with a teenage member of his dumb audience that the tune was good, 'because you can dance to it.' 'Nuff said.
Creedence Clearwater's 'Suzy Q' is a good example. I think it has four words in the lyrics. Well, maybe a few more, but not many more. This awful song made it all the way to the number 11 spot on the Top 100.
How about the one-hit wonder 'The Kingsmen' and their stupid tune 'Louie Louie', mostly associated with the movie 'Animal House.' Other than the title, most of the remainder of the lyrics are unintelligible, which is probably a good thing.
Many, many more bad tunes abound in the 1960's: 'Young Girl,' by Gary Puckett and the Union Gap, really bad writing. And a really bad name for a band as well, but I digress.
Of course, there was 'In A Gada Da Vida' by Iron Butterfly, who could forget this bad tune? I was in the service in the early 1980's, and was cruising along the back woods around San Angelo, TX, where four or five of my buddies and I noticed on a rusty neon bar sign the headline that stated 'Featuring Iron Butterfly.' We were curious, walked into the bar, and nobody was there, except the bartender and the band, apparently taking a cigarette break. They saw us come in, and they started up their one and only tune, 'In A Gada Da Vida.' It was really them, a bunch of burnt out old hippies living off of their one old hit. We didn't stay for the entire tune, we finished our beers and left. They were still only halfway through the never ending, tedious drum solo when the screen door slammed after the last of us left.
I hear 'The Monkees' are getting back together (sans the late Davy Jones). Boy, I can hardly wait.
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