Barry Manilow

Manilow kaka (aka his songs) had a way of getting stuck in your head for so long one would often pray for the sweet release of death to dislodge them. That was back when he was played continuously on the radio and was basically unable to entirely avoid. That is why it is freakish for me to note that, against all odds, it would seem that he has not outlived his usefulness even to this day. I can think of many a criminal who might turn over a new leaf or off his/herself if subjected to the Manilow treatment as described in this item heading.

Poking fun at the sappiness that this is Barry Manilow's music, way too easy.

As Frank observes, Manilow has one single positive attribute. Get a drink in one of his female fans and she'll go down like the Titanic and bang quicker than a firecracker on Chinese New Year.

Bashing Barry Manilow is like shooting fish in a barrel. I knocked my condemnation down a star since he is about my age--sigh, a senior citizen.

Reading the Description for this Item makes me want to call Amnesty International and report a War crime. On a related note, I've read where corner stores in Australia blast Manilow in the parking lot to keep Hoods away. Not surprisingly, it works.

On the other hand, if she liked Barry Manilow, a couple of Silver Clouds or Paralyzers and her panties were gone.

At the Bad Music Gulag, "we do it all for you",Barry.