Sticking with the theme of songs you can’t vanquish from you head, here’s a little ditty from (apparently) Joe Mantegna’s favorite band Chicago. You know it, I know it, they know it, Beginnings rules and if you can’t bring yourself to admit that I feel sorry for you. I love this song, (and a lot of their other songs) because it really represents a type of music that’ll unfortunately probably not be making another trip to the mainstream any time soon. I’m talking about pure, sappy, straightforward songs with lots and lots of horns. Hey I love Grizzly Bear and Animal Collective as much as the next blogger, but what would their experiments with song structure mean without the solid foundation laid by hard working bands like Chicago. Chicago is to music what Ringo was to The Beatles: a dude keeping the beat with a big smile plastered on his face while the geniuses shined in the spotlight. If you say you don’t like Chicago, you’re basically saying you don’t like Ringo and I know that’s not true. Now turn up the volume and start singing “woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woooooooooaaaaaaaaaahhhhhohohohohohoh”.
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