I can name a bunch of them because during the years of their peak popularity I was, for one of those years, 12. Then I turned 13.
At some point during that period I was awake in bed late at night listening to KLOL the Innovator not the Imitator on my clock radio the one with the numbers that flip over. For no real reason it occurred to me to wonder if there was anything other than weird religion down at the other end of the dial. I rolled it down into the 80âs and was promptly electrified by the music that I heard. I guess you could argue that thatâs another sort of weird religion.
I think youâre right, that Yes would occupy the same sort of space.
I had a general policy in the late 70s to automatically hate any band named after a place, a mode of transportation, and going somewhere or being from someplace. You know your Journeys, your Kansas, your Bostons, Head Easts, REO Speedwagons, Foreigners, Asias, Starships and what have yous.
You can find out who next time Kansas rolls through town as long as youâre willing to travel out to Shenanigans in Bacliff or Scooterâs Ice House in Rosenberg.
Back when I was at Fondren Jr. High, HISD did this thing they called âMini-Coursesâ. They were one or two week courses on topics the students could choose. I chose Norse mythology as one of mine.
I was having a discussion with some chaps not too long ago and when I say discussion I mean I was telling them that Foreigner is an astonishing band in that literally, LITERALLY all of their known songs are fucking terrible.
I looked more into it and I realized that they have songs that are well known and objectively terrible that I didnât even know were Foreigner, I just knew they sucked. Outstanding consistency.