Sunday 21 November 2010

In Bad Company

There can't have been a more critically loathed band of the 1970's than Bad Company. Put together by Peter Grant along the same Humble Pie/Led Zeppelin formula of gathering a disparate group of experienced British music industry lags into a neat clean package to siphon American teenagers' discretionary income via extended stadium tours, they were disdainfully considered by the gatekeepers of taste to be a coarsened, dumbed-down derivative of their parent band Free.

I have to say that I'd bought into this myth myself, but, on recently checking them out, I've had to come to the contrary conclusion that they were absolutely fugging brilliant. Why is the consensus always wrong?

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