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Tuesday Two-Fer, III: Winger
Tuesday, April 3, 2018 at 12:01AM
By our friend HIM.
Back in the day, you couldn’t get me to listen to Winger. I found them too poppy, too image-focused, too damn cheesy. You know what? I was wrong. I was wrong to mistake the image for the sound, or the craftsmanship, or the hooks. When I finally took a look at what they were actually offering, I realized I was just blinded by my existing prejudices. Thank goodness we can grow as listeners.
First Pick: “Can’t Get Enough,” In The Heart Of The Young (1990)
What’s a man with perfect teeth, a suitably hairy chest, and a flowing mane of hair to do? Simple. Craft an ear nugget of a song with co-writer Reb Beach. Though this song likely earned them no more street cred (and the continued scorn of Beavis and Butthead), it was yet again proof that the former Alice Cooper sideman knew how to write catchy songs.
Second Pick: “Down Incognito,” Pull (1993)
Google lists Winger as a “progressive metal” band. That I disagree with. What is beyond dispute is that, while metal was on the wane, Winger was still capable of making interesting music. It’s a shame that a song this good never got the attention that it deserved.
Dishonorable Mention: “Purple Haze,” Winger (1988). With all due respect to Allyson and Dweezil, no. Just no.
Reader Comments (6)
No matter how you cut it, Winger is cheesy and was a tad arrogant and can never live it down, regardless of the fact he has obviously toned it down after decades of well deserved abuse.
That said, the band does have a handful of great tunes (even though they’re still cheesy) such as “Can’t Get Enough”, “Headed for a Heartbreak”, “Madeleine”, “Miles Away”, “Battle Stations” (originally only available on the “Bill and Ted’s Excellent Journey” soundtrack) and the one that brought him all the wrath to begin with — their Top 40 hit (#26) “Seventeen”.
p.s. Still, as I discovered several years ago, Winger is superb live and Kip Winger himself is obviously quite an accomplished musician as further demonstrated by his classical music endeavors. But still cheesy!
Wearing leather studs and spikes or flannel was just keepin it real, but dressing glam like Winger (AND EVERYONE ELSE IN THE 1980S) was not, I guess.
I also don't understand why every rock fan has to apologize for liking love songs/ballads. Liking songs about how miserable life is has been the hip thing in rock for 25 years, but I refuse to apologize for liking ballads. Being in a relationship is a wonderful thing and there is nothing "cheesy" about being normal.
We don't have to apologize for liking Glam Metal. Most rock fans are fucking arrogant, elitist creeps. They're the ones with the issues, we're normal.