And on and on and on…
Lop off all but the first 20 seconds of this monster ballad, and it still merits a slot on this list for the unconscionable crime of adding pan-flute solos to the pop lexicon. But it doesn’t stop there: With a voice full of ornamental quivers and trembles, Canadian dynamo Céline Dion pushes arena-size schmaltz into the red, first cutting her syllables preciously short, then strangling each one out.
Never has a song about all-consuming love sounded so trivial and been so inescapable — it powered the Titanic soundtrack to a year-topping 10 million copies sold, and made millions more pray that an iceberg would somehow hit Dion.
Worst Moment: The third chorus, where she goes from soft to eye-bleedingly loud.
Our Opinion: Yes, Yes, Yes! Celine Dion should have been lashed the the front of the Titanic and consigned to the bottom of the ocean for eternity. There is no forgiving this horrendous aural assault. Extra points for the video being of a disaster in which thousands of people die.
