Nelson's Dustin Stashko finds a new love for Nazareth’s hits
I’m currently house sitting for a couple that are in their 40’s. Usually, the age of my close friends doesn’t matter, but for the sake of proving a point it does.
When you’re in your 20’s there’s this rather close-minded stigma about older people, almost like they don’t know how to be young. One thing we tend to forget is that at one point, everybody was young. Everyone partied, dated, danced, loved, and still do. This couple has made me realize that.
So as I’m house sitting, I looked at their album collection and stumbled upon Nazareth’s Greatest Hits. They’ve constantly tried to ram Nazareth down my throat, so I feel like I owed it to them to listen to it from front to back. I’ve always thought Nazareth was one of those lame hair metal bands, but I’m admitting defeat. Nazareth rocks — that felt good to say.
You know when you can sing a song but you don’t know the artist? That’s Nazareth for me.
I had no idea that they did “Love hurts.” It’s probably the most cliche songs to be used in films, but you’ll still sing it at the top of your lungs. Guaranteed.
“This Flight Tonight?!” They sing that too? Nazareth, you’re outdoing yourself here. This will blow your mind: Joni Mitchell wrote that song. Crazy. Is this common knowledge? Probably.
The best song on their Greatest Hits is by far, “Turn on your Receiver.” I’ve listened to it repeatedly and will continue to do so probably every day until I eventually find the love of my life who will bake me cookies and dress up in one of those cool nurse uniforms. You know the one’s with the little hats? That will be a glorious day. Until then, I’ll sing the great lyric, “Get your hands off my womaaaaan!”
Of course, while listening to Nazareth you need to have a beer in hand. When “Hair of The Dog” plays, you’ll be glad you did. Everybody loves that line “now you’re messing with a son of a b***h.” Even if you’re a bean pole like me, when you say those words you could fight an army.
This isn’t hair metal at all. I’m admitting defeat. Usually I hate being wrong, but being wrong has never felt so good. Nazareth does a great job of bridging the generation gap. Now if only Van Halen could do the same, I think there’d be peace on earth.