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Every time I hear a Vanilla Ice song, it's as a joke. That girl down the hall does a silly dance and we laugh about how cheesy the way-back 90s were. And then we put on better music and have a fun time because that little dance broke the ice.
And it ends there.
I've never listened to multiple vanilla ice songs on the same night.

Nearly every time I hear Sublime, a drunken jackass in Oceanside is trying to start a fight because some dude looked at his girlfriend. And when I go to a bar in southern california, I immediately race to the jukebox to pour car-seat change into not Sublime and Johnny Cash.

I can't escape Sublime. They plague me. Vanilla Ice has never had a negative affect on my well being. It's doubtful I would notice if I never heard Ice, Ice, Baby again in my life. My neighbour, however, serves as my alarm clock by playing Santeria at high sound every morning at 545. I would most certainly be aware of a Sublimeless world. And I would enjoy it.

(God damn, said neighbour is also fond of "A Lapdance is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying". Playing it now. I'm going to bear mace that motherfucker one of these days)

steve wrote:Having never heard the band, I just made a point of listening to "Santeria" by this band Sublime, since there seems to be a consensus that this is their lone "good" song.

You people are fucked. That is some extraordinarily lame and shitty music right there.

Trying to enjoy a beer at a bar, this song comes on, the bar breaks into a desperate sing-a-long, pure fucking agony.

Chromodynamic wrote:Trying to enjoy a beer at a bar, this song comes on, the bar breaks into a desperate sing-a-long, pure fucking agony.

Time for a new bar.

At least the Ice Baby had sense enough to sample one decent hook.

Sublime neither wrote nor appropriated good hooks, and this makes them a bad, bad band.

Not 'bad' like good either. Just bad.

ironyengine wrote:

Chromodynamic wrote:Trying to enjoy a beer at a bar, this song comes on, the bar breaks into a desperate sing-a-long, pure fucking agony.

Time for a new bar.

Compare to that shit-cobbler "Closing Time" fucking garbage. Every cap on backward asshole sings along to that crap too.

Even the good bars whose jukeboxes don't contain "Santaria" and "Closing Time" have jukeboxes that mysteriously contain phantom "Santaria" and "Closing Time". I can't understand it. It's there and then it isn't. The fratboys mysteriously appear and disappear also.

Most good jukeboxes won't contain a Schrodinger's Cat "Ice Ice Baby" so I have to go with Semisonic and Sublime as being the larger shitlumps.