We had some friends over a while ago and while chatting about music UrbanSteeetPirate mentioned he doesn’t like covers (a version of a song performed by someone other than the original artist. ) I was astonished, I assumed everyone liked them. Why else would there be so many?
Certainly, I’m perhaps a teensy too fond of them, a possibility brought out later that same evening when another friend asked, rather sharply, “How many version of Homosapien do you have?” Uhm, three? Four?
I have everything from Dusty Springfield covering Dionne Warwick’s Anyone Who Had a Heart (sweet) to Cyndi Lauper doing a bang-up version of Disco Inferno (burn that mutha down.) What’s not to love about a remixed Sarah Vaughn singing the theme from Peter Gunn? Triple points there, I think. I even stand guilty of the San Francisco Gay Men’s Chorus cover of Dancing Queen.
Is it wrong?