I was thinking the other day about bands and musicians I used to love, but grew, in time, to hate.
Off the top of my head I can think of Roxy Music, a band I saw live at the Hardrock in Manchester, and raved about for a couple of years, then went sour on them after a couple of albums.
Gilbert O'Sullivan, a singer/songwriter who used to dress like a kid from a Hovis advert, but was a nice wordsmith, until it all seemed to fall apart.
Leo Sayer, another man with a gimmick, this time dressing as a clown. First saw him on The Old Grey Whistle Test, and was very impressed for a while. Then, he too, seemed to lose the plot.
There are more I'm sure. I'll have a think.
Off the top of my head I can think of Roxy Music, a band I saw live at the Hardrock in Manchester, and raved about for a couple of years, then went sour on them after a couple of albums.
Gilbert O'Sullivan, a singer/songwriter who used to dress like a kid from a Hovis advert, but was a nice wordsmith, until it all seemed to fall apart.
Leo Sayer, another man with a gimmick, this time dressing as a clown. First saw him on The Old Grey Whistle Test, and was very impressed for a while. Then, he too, seemed to lose the plot.
There are more I'm sure. I'll have a think.