I’m almost hesitant to write this particular post because, quite frankly, I’m a massive Phil Collins fan. Saying that out loud, though, doesn’t happen very often.
Philip David Charles Collins was born on January 30, 1951. His career started off with a bang as he was a member of the English progressive rock band, Genesis. Starting as the band’s drummer and backing vocalist, Collins took over lead vocal duties once Peter Gabriel left the band in 1975. The band was seen as “cool” and “hip” and was, really, one of the original “alternative” bands during a time that disco, punk, and pop music was the norm.
All of that changed in 1982 with the release of Hello, I Must Be Going, which was Collins’ second solo album. Gone was the “coolness” of his Genesis songs like Turn It On Again and Abacab. Gone was the “kick-ass-ness” of In The Air Tonight from his first solo album. Instead, we were blasted with an example of where his career was going to go…
Now this isn’t to say that the music of Phil Collins is bad in any way. On the contrary, his music brings a smile to my face every time I listen to it. The problem that fans like me have is that the music is, to say the least, “cheesy”. Whether it’s songs like Sussudio, Something Happened On The Way To Heaven, Invisible Touch, Dance Into The Light, Illegal Alien, or the entire Tarzan soundtrack…the musical path that Collins has taken has lacked a bit of (shall we say) “the coolness factor”.
But here’s some stats for you: Phil Collins has sold over 100 million records both as an individual artist and as part of a group (only Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson have done the same thing). As an individual and as part of Genesis, he had more Top 40 hits during the 1980’s than ANY other artist (think about that one, for a second). He is absolutely one of the most popular artists of all time.
So why the guilt? Well…how many times do you drive down the street with your windows down cranking out this little ditty?
You KNOW that you love Phil, but you just want to keep that love to yourself. It’s fine…you’re not alone. Phil Collins is definitely worthy of being called a guilty pleasure.