It’s true, two of my least favourite songs of all time – songs other people seem often to cherish – are Imagine by John Lennon, Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong.
Both are too stomach-lurchingly trite and saccharine for my tastes. If I hear them I turn them off before I start to grumble too much. Let’s face it, they’re both pretty puerile, even if the sentiments are noble.
The thing is, I love other stuff by them. John Lennon is a better songwriter than that, and a legend. By himself, minus the Beatles, I’ve got eight songs of his on my iTunes.
As for Satchmo, he’s a great too. I’ve got a few of his solo stuff on iTunes, and many collaborations – with Ella Fitzgerald and Streisand, and others who he did work with.
Does this make me a cold-hearted Grinch? Maybe.