I peggiori titoli di dischi

New Musical Express ha recentemente stilato una classifica dei peggiori titoli di album.
Una lista effettivamente raggelante da cui ho scelto alcune perle e a cui ne ho aggiunte altre.

Di imminente pubblicazione ma già si fa notare
Paul Mc Cartney : Kisses on the bottom
Non male anche i Public Enemy, ‘How To Sell Your Soul To A Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?’
Genio indiscusso della musica Pete Townshend ha piazzato invece un paio di titoli niente male come ‘All The Best Cowboys Have Chinese Eyes‘ e il best "Coolwalkingsmoothtalkingstraightsmokingfirestoking"
Orrendo quanto la copertina ‘The Spaghetti Incident?’ dei Gun’s and Roses impronunciabile quello di Marnie Stern, ‘This Is It And I Am It And You Are It And So Is That And He Is It and She Is It and It Is It and That Is That’

Bravi i Police ma “Zenyatta Mondatta” (in sanscrito qualcosa come i Migliori del mondo...) è davvero bruttino tanto quanto quello dei The Flaming Lips, ‘The Day They Shot A Hole In The Jesus Egg e del funkster George Clinton con ‘Hey Man Smell My Finger’
Volevano fare i simpatici i REO Speedwagon con ‘You Can Tune a Piano But You Can't Tuna Fish’, semplice e minimale invece Leonard Cohen, ‘Ten New Songs’

Qualcuno ci ha provato con i giochi di parole:Smashing Pumpkins, ‘Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness’ The Butthole Surfers, ‘Hairway To Steven’ Deep Purple, 'Purpendicular'

Da noi hanno fatto grandi cose Jovanotti con "Giovani Jovanotti", Biagio Antonacci Adagio Biagio e Ligabue con "Arrivederci mostro".
Complimenti anche a Battiato con "Come un cammello in una grondaia"

E infine tre titoli che tenevano tutta la copertina:
Soulwax, ‘‘Most of the remixes we've made for other people over the years except for the one for Einstürzende Neubauten because we lost it and a few we didn't think sounded good enough or just didn't fit in length-wise, but including some that are hard to find because either people forgot about them or simply because they haven't been released yet, a few we really love, one we think is just ok, some we did for free, some we did for money, some for ourselves without permission and some for friends as swaps but never on time and always at our studio in Ghent’

Fiona Apple, ‘When the Pawn Hits the Conflicts He Thinks Like a King What He Knows Throws the Blows When He Goes to the Fight and He'll Win the Whole Thing 'Fore He Enters the Ring There's No Body to Batter When Your Mind Is Your Might So When You Go Solo, You Hold Your Own Hand and Remember That Depth Is the Greatest of Heights and If You Know Where You Stand, Then You'll Know Where to Land and If You Fall It Won't Matter, Cuz You Know That You're Right’

Chumbawumba, ‘The Boy Bands Have Won, and All The Copyists and The Tribute Bands and The TV Talent Show Producers Have Won, If We Allow Our Culture To Be Shaped By Mimicry, Whether From Lack Of Ideas Or From Exaggerated Respect. You Should Never Try To Freeze Culture. What You Can Do Is Recycle That Culture. Take Your Older Brother’s Hand-Me-Down Jacket and Re-Style It, Re-Fashion It to the Point Where It Becomes Your Own. But Don’t Just Regurgitate Creative History, Or Hold Art And Music And Literature As Fixed, Untouchable And Kept Under Glass. The People Who Try To ‘Guard’ Any Particular Form Of Music Are, Like The Copyists And Manufactured Bands, Doing It The Worst Disservice, Because The Only Thing That You Can Do To Music That Will Damage It Is Not Change It, Not Make It Your Own. Because Then It Dies, Then It’s Over, Then It’s Done, and The Boy Bands Have Won’