We’d like to welcome back Sleepy Floyd for this week’s B List…

One of the most degrading jobs in the world, aside from greeter at Best Buy, has got to be the classic rock DJ. Playing a pre-programmed format, day after day – the same Rush songs followed by the same Foreigner songs followed by the same 38 Special songs followed by the same Boston songs.

The only thing more boring than working a tollbooth on the turnpike would have to be manning the controls of a corporate classic rock station. You know those stations: “100.7 KZLX – playing the greatest hits of yesterday and today.” Since when was Jukebox Hero or Shakin’ a greatest hit?

Bands like Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd and the Stones have a plethora of greatest hits. Yet we only hear Black Dog, Another Brick In The Wall, and You Can’t Always Get You Want over and over again. At least those tracks are halfway decent compared to these ten tunes which just need to be stopped from playing…period. Not that in this age of the iPod and satellite radio, anybody listens to classic rock radio anymore, but here it is anyways…

1. Manfred Mann’s Earth Band - Blinded by the Light

Alright, what most people don’t know is this obnoxious tune was actually written originally by Bruce Springsteen and featured on his album – Greetings From Asbury Park. But as the boss explained himself in concert, somehow the words got changed from “revved up like a deuce” to “revved up like a douche.”

READ ON for more tunes we can live without hearing anymore…

As we enter into the warmer weather months we figured it was once again time to get the HT gang together to crack open some Porkslap Pale Ales, and fire up the ‘Ol BBQ before the summer concert season kicks into high gear and we all head off in different directions.

For our inaugural edition we gabbed about our first favorite song. This time we thought we’d once again take a walk down memory lane with this question: What was your very first concert?

Shane Handler: Having been dragged to the likes of Neil Sedaka, Smokey Robinson and Glen Campbell with my parents as a child, it would be anti-climatic to call one of those my “first concert.” Therefore, my first real concert without my elders took place at the now defunct Sting Nightclub in New Britain, CT.

It was March 1993 and it was Pantera who where just breaking big while in the midst of their Vulgar Display of Power tour. There I was a scrawny high schooler caught in a mosh pit during such Pantera staples as Fucking Hostile, By Demons Be Driven, and Live In A Hole. The venue was an old roller rink, an ideal venue for loud music and a sweaty mosh pit - where shoving your fellow metal brother around served some kind of rebellious purpose. Phil Anselmo was loud and brash while the late Dimebag Darrell supplied the monster heavy riffs. Of course I bought a Pantera t-shirt at that show and still wear it today.

READ ON for more firsts from your favorite HT’ers…