First Hit #1: May 1, 1965
Unlike that young woman famously quoted as saying they were the new hip band instead of the Beatles, I don’t actually like the Herman’s Hermits. I am willing to go into this with an open mind, but I’ll place this as a forewarning: This guy might say mean things about a slightly annoying band whose lead signer sounds like a strange little boy sitting in the corner.
That said, Mrs. Brown isn’t the worst song in the world. It’s a very pathetic song, about a young man going to visit his ex-girlfriend’s mother for some reason, but it’s not bad. Still, it has the basic Herman’s Hermits problem: I hate the lead singer, he just sounds so weak and ineffectual. That makes sense in context here, sure, since it’s a song about a weak and ineffectual man, but I just can’t abide him. I’m also not a fan of the guitar work.
I apologize in advance to Herman’s Hermits fans.