I’m sure we’ve had threads before about the moment where our favourite band/tv series/film franchise ‘jumped the shark’, but does anybody have any times where they’ve done a 180 and started liking somebody/something they’ve previously had no time for?
Did you hate Syd Barrett’s Pink Floyd, but love them after David Gilmour joined?
Did you only start liking Suede when Bernard Butler left?
Did you enjoy the Phantom Menace but hate the Empire Strikes Back when it came out?
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I couldn’t stand Sting, and I still can’t. That’s more like a 360.
What if, like me, you dislike him even more than you initially did?
‘At first I didn’t like you, but now I’ve gotten to know you better I really don’t like you.’
It’s got to be said, taking an instant dislike saves time.
It also saves one the embarrassment of ever having been a Sting fan.
His first solo album was good IMHO.
Agreed. As an example, Fortress Around Your Heart is such a bloody good song. It’s everything Sting does best – pop-rock tunesmithery par excellence, plus a lyric whose obvious metaphors and pomposity are perfectly primed to annoy people who don’t like him.
Isn’t that a Wonder Stuff lyric?
I didn’t like you very much when I met you
And now I like you even less
Really? Then I don’t know what to do. For the best.
You’re a real Miles Hunt
I’m so dizzy, my head is spinning
Danny Baker. Couldn’t abide him in the radio 1 years, but that was more to do with me and my aversion to radio 1 at the time.
“Love” might be too strong a phrase (“appreciate” is probably closer)
Guns n Roses – disliked them when they first came out. Another Hair Metalband with attitude and hype.
It took a while, but Appetite For Destruction is a great album (Use Your Illusion(s) was more of the (slightly diluted same).
Chinese Democracy though … tut
Yes and, to a lesser extent, Genesis.
I loathed Prog as a teenager. I was a mod. Sort of. Couldn’t bear to listen to any Prog. However, I now actively enjoy The Yes Album and Fragile, and can tolerate much of Close To The Edge and Relayer, plus Genesis Live and Foxtrot.
Good man.
You really should listen to Trick of the Tail for the full on best of Genesis.
Sorry. I’ve tried it and it doesn’t work for me. I rather like Gabriel’s outlandish imagination more than the actual music.
Pink Floyd. Found them boring until the Echoes best of came out. Now I don’t find them boring.
Are you on the correct thread?
Most of the time, yes. But maybe I should have posted this on the Barbara Streisand thread just to confuse people.
Used to really enjoy Top Gear. At some point I realised I didn’t anymore.
After William Woollard left? Me too.
Angela Rippon was the peak of Top Gear presenting.
“A woman reading the news? They’ll be driving bloody cars next!”
Alcohol. As a child I hated the idea of it. Now I found it strangely attractive.
The first time I tried beer I found it utterly disgusting.
This was the early 80s, so to be fair I was almost certainly right.
Sushi.
Before: nah!
Now: huzzah! – it’s got to be just about the best raw-fish-on-a-block-of-rice sort of dish there is!
couldn’t agree more @duco01 – love Sushi now, hated it when first tried it. Same with Oysters.
Bring em on.
You’re a better man than I, SteveT.
Oysters? Nah, they’re a step too far…
I literally cannot hear or see the word oysters without thinking “Who the fuck says ‘ersters’?”
I was 36 before I ate Sushi
(my daughter was 8 when she first sampled it – yes, we had it tough)
Onions, olives and spinach.
TMFTL
With those 3 you can always be sure of a return later.
Pizza
As a kid: don’t like tomatoes
As an adult: Domino’s or Pizza Hut?
Strange what a bout of food poisoning does to the system reset
Same here. The presence of real tomatoes and funny non-orange cheese negated pizza for me until about the age of 14. Then something clicked, and since then I would cheerfully eat pizza every day for the rest of my life (although if I did, that clearly wouldn’t be very long).
I haven’t felt like eating pizza for at least 10 years now. Dunno why. It just doesn’t spark my interest any more.
I’ve been having yours.
Yet it’s me that’s the fat bastard.
Life is unfair.
It’s so long ago that I’ve almost forgotten it, but for the first couple of years I couldn’t stand the Pet Shop Boys. I have to admit the primary driver of my dislike was the fact that Neil Tennant’s behind-the-mike demeanour reminded me of a bloke from school I hated. I expect a lot of people weren’t too taken with the gimmicky “white rapping” of West End Girls, but that one didn’t bother me as I was always cool with “novelty” type records.
Opportunities I did not like. I did realise it was attacking what it was writing about, but songs like that, if the tone is a smidge off, can backfire on the performer, making them small (one thinks of Girls and Boys by Blur). Then the next one was called Suburbia. Good grief.
I did thaw somewhat for What Have I Done To Deserve This – although, obviously, all the best bits were Dusty’s.
It was only when a young lady I was cohabiting with forced Actually upon me – and side two in particular – that I realised how wrong I had been.
Two years later this brother had indeed worked it out and Behaviour was my favouritist album by anyone in the wide world of the whole bloody year!
“Silly boys with synthesizers” – that was my driver for initial dislike of the Pet Shop Boys.
The pop brilliance of It’s A Sin made my argument difficult, but I had made my decision.
And then 3 events caused a complete 180
– Moving into my first house, a cassette version of the Discography compilation was left behind by the previous owners
– the album Very turned up through my letterbox because I’d forgotten to send back the No Thanks card to Brittannia Music
– flicking through the TV one night, their live show (from The Albert Hall) was being broadcast
These 3 things combined made me realise I have made some foolish decisions
It’s a Sin is a masterpiece. The very good first album had come and gone – a record they had been dying to produce for years – and it made you wonder whether they could follow it up.
I think I heard it on the radio first – not knowing it was coming on. The song is among the most immediate I can recall. Enjoying a song while hearing it for the first time is a rarity for me (usually takes me a few goes) yet It’s a Sin lets itself in with its own key. The Latin mumblings at the beginning are like a garbled safety announcement as the hydraulic restraints hiss down onto your lap and shoulders – locking you on a theme park ride.
You are carried into the 2 choruses in a very clever way. The expression of shame and regret leads to the first chorus is “for everything I long to do…” talks of sad, thwarted ambition until the second chorus leaves us in no doubt that there is defiance:
Everything I’ve ever done
Eveyrthing I’ll ever do
Every place I’ve ever been
Everywhere I’m going to…
A lyrical passage so beautifully simple you wonder how this couldn’t have been done before (yes I know about the Cat Stevens thing).
“Whatever you taught me … I didn’t believe it.”
This is an important line too because lots of Priests aren’t 100% convinced either. You can tell when someone is going through the motions or “phoning it in”. When I was a child, I remember the utter boredom and disdain on our (ancient) priest’s face when he reluctantly sighed out these joyful words “let us now join the choirs of angels in Heaven as we sing their unending hymn of praise (sigh) Alleluia (yawn) alleluia…alleluia. ” This is why Fr Ted is so good – most Catholics do not get an articulate priest, ready to discuss things one-to-one. Far from it.
The song comes to a stop with the more mumbled Latin words. Latin is not used much anymore but would have been when Neil was a lad. Another reason why he is not sure about what the teachings actually were.
But aside from all that – the song is a cracking way to spend a few minutes – a confident signal that they had a lot more to come.
Excellent work, BC.
The one that did it for me was Rent. Neil Tennant playing the role of an exotic bird trapped inside a gilded cage is a thing of beauty. There is such an ache in the heart of the music.
I can’t think of anything!
(Maybe I should put that on the boring thread)
I’m surprised nobody has mentioned their family yet.
Might be the other way around for some…
Whisky.
Couldn’t stand the smell or taste, couldn’t understand how people could like it, then while I was working at a school as a printer I helped out by playing drums in the school’s production of Godspell. As a thank you all members of the band were given a half bottle of Bells. Well it was Christmas, I was skint, newly and not voluntarily single, and all the alcohol I had or could afford one night was in that bottle. I had a reluctant sip, followed by another, and another. I’ve never looked backed though I’ve often walked sideways!
Beetroot.
It was ‘orrible at school because they soaked them in vinegar. Recently, I ate beetroot without vinegar for the first time in over forty years and really enjoyed it. Damn you dinnerladies !
I can’t think of anything more unnatural, soaking the lovely beetroot in water until all the lovely nature vinegar dissipates.
Another childhood beetroot-hater here.
These days I’m happy to eat it pickled or plain, though I do like pickled baby beetroot lately. A large jar of them will disappear in just a few days.