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Wednesday, 17 January 2024

No Way, No Way

  As you may have gathered by now, music is super important to me. I spend a lot of time looking for new music and frequently uncover some real gems. Sometimes it's a new band, sometimes I discover a song from years ago that I never heard before. 

While it's always great to unearth something the world passed by, this is not about that. 

Nope. This is about a record that needs to be remembered because the world needs to know how bad things can get and not make the same mistakes again.


Let me give some background first.  


 The year is 1997.  The Spice Girls have become the biggest band on the planet despite being crap and the hype machine is in overdrive. 

 The Spice Girls

are

 fucking

everywhere. 

One of many reasons why I am not keen on 90s music. 

 Anyway, the music industry does it's usual; "The kids are listening to this right now and there's money to be made. Let's flood the market with something similar."

 So it came to pass that record labels unleashed a flood of girl-bands on the nation: All Saints, Atomic Kitten, Cleopatra, Hepburn, Thunderbug, B*witched, Sugababes and so on. Out of the whole movement there were maybe one or two decent songs released. 

This is not about any of those songs or indeed any of those bands. Nope we're talking about these girls.


 For those who haven't guessed yet, we're talking about Vanilla and their hit song "No way, No way" a song which somehow got to #14 in the UK singles charts and in the process proved once again that some of the British public should not be allowed anywhere near a record shop. 

 Now over the years I've been doing the "Metal project" I've heard some "bad" songs. However this wasn't done by 3 Mexican teenagers in a garage and recorded with a potato. This was an actual song, put together by a proper record label, with proper equipment.

My favourite theory is the one that states that two bods at the label had a bet where one claimed he could get 4 random girls out of a nightclub and get them a hit record.  Nothing else makes sense. 

Screw it, here's the song.  Maybe it wasn't as bad as I remember...



 Jesus Pogo-dancing Christ, what the hell is this and why did people buy it? 


I need to go listen to some  Rush and flush this out of my ears and my brain. 

That's All Folks. 

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