I'm pretty interested in music, thus I'm generally much more likely to be listening to half century old Miles Davis or Carter Family records, rather than keeping up with whatever crap the record companies are paying radio to pimp out to the teenagers. Thus, I don't listen to much commercial pop radio.
Nonetheless, some chillen prevailed on me to obtain them a copy of the Now That's What I Call Music! 18 collection, the modern version of a K-Tel record- a whorish grab bag of recent radio hits.
This has sent me into Grumpy Old Man mode. Imagine me channeling Dana Carvey as I listen to this bunch of foolishness. Re Now 18 and pop radio: Flibbeldy flew! I don't like the way things are now compared to the way they used to be!
I had low patience for corporate pop when I was a teenager a quarter century ago. But this crap today makes our crap look relatively good. Rand help me, but I'd take Olivia Newton John and Styx any time over Lindsay Lohan and Lenny Kravitz. They had much better crafted songs, even if they were somewhat on the cheesy side. I can't quite remember how "Rumors" or "Lady" go even while I'm listening to them- but I'll doubtless take "Summer Nights" to my grave.
The chillen turn out to be most interested in a song called "O" by Omarion. Now, I've heard worse. I could at least halfway remember how it went while I was actually listening to it. However, it's a completely generic R&B ballad with generic lyrics, imminently forgettable.
One thing about it though, the main vocal hook, such as it is, is an extended moaning "O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o." After being subjected to this half a dozen times in an hour, I finally got it. Soon I was imitating Omarion clutching his belly in pain, "O-o-o-o-o!" Somebody get that Negro some Pepto Bismal.
One more pimpsploitation of U2's "Vertigo" ain't moving me. It was mediocre U2-by-numbers to start with, and the weak melody doesn't hold up to the ridiculous overexposure this track has gotten.
Destiny's Child probably rates the best song here with their search for a "Soldier." The song's not half bad, and they really sell it with their fancy vocal harmonies. OK, that's one fairly strong song out of twenty.
Being somewhat generous, you might credit Howie Day's "Collide" as a reasonably listenable pop song, in a slickly produced singer-songwriter kind of way. That's two.