When bad people happen to good songs…
I always liked Etta James' version of “At Last.” How can you not, right? It's sweet and romantic and sexy and encompasses all of the good stuff about being in love. I had always entertained fantasies of having my first dance with my husband to that song. However, I just saw a commercial for Michael Bolton's latest assault on the artform of singing and “At Last” is one of the songs that he shreds with his vocal cords of ass. Between this and X-Tina Aguilera fucking butchering the song a few years ago, I'm going to have to put it out of the running completely. Sorry Etta. It's nothing personal.\
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Edit: Jesus, I can't believe I forgot: “No, there was nothing wrong with that name until I was about 12 and that no-talent assclown started winning Grammys…Why should I change? He's the one who sucks.” –Michael Bolton in Office Space, eternal source of wisdom and more quoteworthy than Confuscious (sp?).
