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Written by Alexis Petridis - The Gaurdian
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Friday, 04 April 2008 |
 It's not often that one record can claim to have laid waste to an entire musical genre, but then, it's not often that anyone releases a record as unmitigatedly wretched as Bobby McFerrin's novelty hit Don't Worry, Be Happy. It wiped the collective memory of the glorious musical heights that can be scaled with the human voice alone - the gorgeous old doo-wop singles, the chilling, blood-spattered folk ballads, the Beach Boys' ethereal Our Prayer - in three minutes of revolting bumper-sticker sentiment and flatly dreadful advice: in the event that your landlord say your rent is late and he may have to litigate, there are several options open, but the one thing you definitely shouldn't do is follow McFerrin's suggestion, which seems to involve chuckling at him and saying, "Look at me, I'm 'appy." Ever since, acapella pop has been a cordoned-off area. Like one of those game Ukrainan businessmen who organises tourist trips around Chernobyl, Björk had a go with her 2004 album Medúlla, but the public remained deeply wary.
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