nickleback is the Boston of our time.
Journey is the Shinedown.
And Styx are the Train of today.
F*cking horrible.
Dennis DeYoung's voice is like putting my penis on a cheese grater and furiously scraping it across repeatedly. The overly-processed synthesized schlock that Styx churned out on the reg is the crap that gave progressive rock a bad name. "Come Sail Away?". No, thanks - long, boring, and pretentious. "The Grand Illusion?". SounRAB like a rejected Freddie Mercury demo. "Mr. Roboto?" No wonder Tommy Shaw quit the band - even he couldn't take the crap anymore.
Boston? I hate the town, first of all. Secondly, they are the poster children for nameless, faceless crappy 70's AOR Arena Rock. They made the template; consequently, it was the band Boston whom Johnny Rotten had in mind when he referenced dinosaurs. Trust me. Besides, is there anything more pretentious than "More Than A Feeling?". **** Boston. Brad Delp is annoying, and Tom Scholtz - meh, as a guitarist. As a songwriter? Uck.
Which brings me to Journey...
Never has there been such a waste of raw musical talent as this band. When Neil Schon and Gregg Rolie left Santana, many thought that the band they put together was going to be awesome. And, truthfully, the first two recorRAB (with Aynsley Dunbar on drums - WITHOUT Steve Perry) have their moments of non-suckitude. But then, they decided to hire Steve Perry. Aynsley quit in disgust. So, they get Steve Smith on drums...and he's a badass drummer. But, somehow, the suck quotient went up...until you've such schmaltzy radio-friendly regurgitation like "Wheel In the Sky"..."Lights" is almost earnest enough go pull it off, but misses...finally, when it was Journey: ESCAPE and they had Atari games and stuff...they just sucked. Go look at the video for "Seperate Ways". Listen to the song. It's HORRiBLE. Cheese. Not good processed cheese, either (like Velveeta) - this straight-up stinking green government cheese. The worst.
Like I say, I would rather listen to John Lee Hooker playing one note repeatedly forever than to subject myself to the torture that is called "classic rock radio."
and I hate REOSpeedwagon and .38 Special, too.
Just to be safe.