?>{"id":1013,"date":"2013-03-06T07:21:20","date_gmt":"2013-03-06T15:21:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.late2theparty.com\/?p=1013"},"modified":"2014-08-05T12:47:37","modified_gmt":"2014-08-05T19:47:37","slug":"hot-106-11-margaritaville","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.late2theparty.com\/?p=1013","title":{"rendered":"Hot 106 #11: Margaritaville"},"content":{"rendered":"

The\u00a0Hot 106<\/a>\u00a0is a list of 106 \u201cclassic rock\u201d songs that should be banned from radio airplay forever. In an effort to be fair, and to flaunt their quasi musical\u00a0snobbishness,\u00a0Kent<\/a>\u00a0and Jen have tasked themselves with finding replacements for the overplayed tunes.\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

What better song to ban forever than “Margaritaville”? (We’re relieved that spell checker still doesn’t recognize “Margaritaville” as a word.)\u00a0<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Kent: T. Rex – “Chariot Choogle”<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

Crapping on Jimmy Buffett is almost cliche. To be sure, he deserves it for his pablum music and his drunk-mom-oriented rock vibe.<\/p>\n

The basis on replacing “Margaritaville” should be on Buffett’s secret history as a musical flip-flopper; his first album was called Down To Earth<\/em>, and is was full of on-the-nose socially aware folk rock. One trip playing on the street corners of Key West later, and his second album was called A White Sports Coat and A Pink Crustacean<\/em> and had Raffi-for-functioning-alcoholics tunes like “Why Don’t We Get Drunk” and “Peanut Butter Conspiracy”. Kudos for Buffett for quickly deciding to just be himself. We shouldn’t have to hear about it, because in this case “being yourself” means “the musical equivalent of getting drunk at a Red Lobster”.<\/p>\n

So, who left the folk world for the classic rock world and also has some real merit and has an easy-going vibe and also doesn’t get quite enough love on Classic Rock Radio? My play here has to be T. Rex; let’s bring “Chariot Choogle” to the masses: it woozily never quite settles in but still rocks, the lyrics aren’t too space-y or sexy as the more oft-played T. Rex tracks but still seem playful and the presence of Flo and Eddie singing background makes everything awesome.<\/p>\n

Regardless of what you think of Jimmy Buffett’s music, it is a bit hard to call it “rock”. If your radio popped on as you started the car and “Margaritaville” was on, would you even know what station it was tuned to? No such confusion for “Chariot Choogle”.<\/p>\n