What would be playing in your own musical HELL?
 

Slavo and Pookie got me thinking about this with their comments in the "record that encapsulates what you love about music" thread.

Imagine your own personal Musical Hell.

what would be playing over the loudspeakers to torture you in the worst possible way?

mars volta

end of thread?

i was gonna start this thread.
shit.

i dunno, there's so much bad muzak out there.
there was this thread about a long piece that was put together with all possible music genres in it. as an mp3. That was horrid.


that or a best of the Rolling Stones.

You just have to switch on the radio to torture me.

wolves eyes

merzzbrau
woolf aiz

christian metal

As I said, Red Hot Chilli Peppers.
Plus, the Metallica & Symphonic Orchestra album.

"Lady In Red."

Tokio Hotel.

Fucking Nickelback. I realize that's so obvious that's it's not even original, but that band is SO bad. I try not to pay attention, but it seems every car at every light is blasting Nickelback and everyone at work is invading my cubicle space with that contrived mediocrity. Wait, am I already in hell?

eh, I could stand some Whitney.

Yesterday I forgot to bring my mp3 player with me. And on the ride to and from work, I was scanning the radio and that f'ing "never made it as a rich man..." song was played THREE TIMES!!!!!

leave Celine aloooooooooooone

I know, they're everywhere. They may very well be the Four Horsemen.

cantankerous' band

hahahah! that song reminds me of dancing in 8th grade with a tall skinny blonde girl who kept kissing my neck ad then when the lady in red song ended she said bye cuz her boyfriend who was in high school showed up to pick her up,. damn!!!!! that hurts an 8th grade heart

My hell music would be

Sade, Luther Vandross, or any other such fucking "slow jam" quiet storm bullshit. I fucking hate that shit so much.

night drones

The worst thing about 8th was that all the girls were dating dudes with cars. What are you gonna do? When I had a car there was no way I was going to date an 8th grader. Man, 8th grade hearts break too easily.