Ranking the goal horns and celebration songs for all 30 NHL teams.
This week, the website wejustscored.com did mankind a huge favor by posting the goal horns and celebratory songs for all 30 teams. Once we finally tore ourselves away from this veritable rabbit hole of amusement, it seemed only natural to critique and rank them. So here you go. From worst to best, says us!
Sure, they go with “Rock and Roll Part 2” but wait! They add drops of a panther growl to coincide with “Hey!” And then they start hammering the drop button, apparently just to see how fast they can do it ... or how quickly they can tire fans out on the growl. Come on, guys. There are Junior B teams doing better than this. Click to listen.
This might be the manliest goal horn in the league—if Liam Neeson had a boat, this is what it would sound like just before he rammed your ship broadsides. But that Casio version of “Rock and Roll Part 2”? Maybe they'd be better off politely reminding the crowd to applaud after goals. Click to listen.
Forget that it is the single most generic arena song in use today—the rest of the league needs to follow Nashville's lead and ban Gary Glitter's “Rock and Roll Part 2” on principle alone. Morphing it into Locksley's “The Whip” halfway through doesn't help. Click to listen.
You haven't truly hated “Song 2” until you've heard it loaded with drops from “Star Wars,” “The Simpsons,” “The Flintstones” and half a dozen other sources. A nightmarish cacophony of noise porn. Click to listen (if you dare).
“Song 2” might have been a perfectly viable option in, say, 1999, but it's time to move on. On the plus side, the Sabres are the league's lowest scoring team so we won't have to hear it too often. Like the classic horn, though. Click to listen.
The long, nasally horn sounds like the sweet whispered promises of first love compared to “Don't Stop The Party” by Pitbull. Pitbull, for cryin' out loud! The guy is basically the Edmonton Oilers of musicians .... oh, I get it now. Click to listen.
As a rule, original, team specific goal songs are good. “Hey, Hey Hockeytown” is the exception to that rule. Maybe it's the fact that it has extensive lyrics, like “The Cup is ours for all to drink/It's our time, let's rock this rink!” rather than fan-friendly chants or singalongs. Maybe it's that it's sung by Kid Rock, that back yard balladeer and Chevy pitchman. Whatever. It's just embarrassing. And hasn't Detroit suffered enough? Click to listen.
The Leafs, no doubt bowing to some corporate synergy initiative, are mixing it up this season with a few options. The first of these, “Best Day of My Life” by American Authors, should be warmly received by folks who prefer to remain seated and continue talking on their phones after the home team scores. Another, ”Turbulence” by Laidback Luke & Steve Aoki feat. Lil Jon will be huge with the $30,000 millionaires rockin' toques with their suits in their company seats. Click to listen.
Maybe if wide-eyed girls in tall furry boots handed out Ring Pops and glow sticks to everyone entering the Canadian Tire Center I'd understand the decision to go with Avicii's “Wake Me Up.” But since they don't ... I don't. Click to listen.
Shredder Joe Satriani is to music what Bret Easton Ellis is to literature. There's a time in your life when it's perfectly reasonable to enjoy it but you probably should get past that phase pretty quickly. Aside from being overused, “Crowd Chant” feels more like a product than a song. Click to listen.
See: New York Islanders. The Wild unfortunately use the same song. Click to listen.
Let's see: “Gold On the Ceiling” (a lot of Black Keys this season), “Holiday” by Green Day ... upbeat, familiar and thoroughly lacking in imagination or connection to the team. Click to listen.
Listening to “Fluxland” by Fluxland reminds me of how much people smoke in the concourses of Slovakian arenas in between periods. I think some of them might like this song. Click to listen.
“Booyah” by Showtek feat. We Are Loud & Sonny Wilson is a happy enough little ditty, the sort of song that bored suburban moms might record their toddler dancing to so they have something fresh to put up on Facebook. Or a perfectly reasonable soundtrack for sharing a pitcher of light beer and half-priced apps with co-workers after surviving a round of layoffs. But to celebrate Wayne Simmonds plowing over a hapless defender and going bar dizzle? Seems kinda subdued. Click to listen.
Winnipeg's endless horn/siren combo makes me want to duck and cover, but I'm guessing that there's a lot of energy generated between that and Rev Theory's “Hell Yeah.” Click to listen.
Not many use the horn/siren combo, but going a little bit over the top seems to fit nicely with this bunch. And I love the decision to go with some deep cut Iron Maiden (“The Wicker Man”). Original and crowd friendly. Click to listen.
You know what's fun? Bringing a friend to a Blue Jackets game and not warning them about the goal cannon. Hey, hey, surprise! Perfectly timed into AC/DC's “For Those About To Rock,” it might be the best game presentation bit in the entire league ... but then they slather it with ketchup, sliding into the crass obviousness of Locksley's “The Whip.” So close to greatness, but ... Click to listen.
After a couple of short bursts from that high-pitched train horn and a quick cut from Randy Newman's “I Love L.A.” the Staple Center celebration kicks into gear with a tune that packs all the raw power, the naked emotion and the street cred that you'd expect from a song written by the guy who used to play drums in Cinderella. Not that it's bad—in fact it's perfectly serviceable, with a couple of “heys” and enough time between 'em to pull a swig or two from your beer. But it could be played anywhere—there's nothing that makes it distinctively Los Angeles. Of course, compared to what Detroit trots out that may not be such a bad thing ... Click to listen.
First they stole the Bruins colors, then they swiped their goal song. Someone in Boston better keep a close eye on Jack Edwards and Rene Rancourt just in case those Yinzers get any ideas ... Click to listen.
I'm not a big EDM guy, but even I knew that Zombie Nation's "Kernkraft 400" was just about played out by the time the B's became the first NHL team to use it as their goal song. Now? It's been beaten to death, the most ubiquitous of all jock rock anthems. Doesn't mean it's not fun to “whoa” along with, but it's time for something fresh. Click to listen.
They finally dumped U2's “Vertigo” last season, so it's all gravy for the Habs. The new tune by Loco Locass was written specifically for the team and name checks most of the greats in franchise history but the chorus, the actual goal celebration section, is surprisingly downbeat. It's not bad, it's just hard to imagine it matching the energy level of the buzziest building in the league. Click to listen.
Superfan Tim McGraw personalized his hit “I Like It, I Love It” for the Preds, which is brilliant. It's familiar, it's catchy and, most important, you know exactly what building you're in when you hear it. Only problem: it's too short. They need to work up an extended mix so they can ditch the segue into “Gold On The Ceiling” by The Black Keys. Sure, they're a local act but they don't scream Music City the way McGraw does. You're special, Nashville. Embrace it. (Oh, and a big plus-1 for ditching Gary Glitter.) Click to listen.
The immediate response sounds more like a stuck keyboard note than a horn, but they make up for it with the massive “Righteous Smoke” by Monster Truck. Imagine Chris Cornell replacing Lonesome Dave as the singer for Foghat—it's a classic rock revival sound that's ideally suited for rousing rough 'n' tumble Albertans. Click to listen.
Nice horn—multi-layered and higher pitched than most—followed up by the Black Keys' “Howlin' For You.” Get it? The song's a bit of a lo-fi hipster cliché these days, but damned if it's not easy to clap along to. Click to listen.
This one's so fresh it's not yet officially out of the oven. “Devils Rule” by local performer Rich Andruska will make its debut at Saturday's home opener ... assuming New Jersey scores, of course. (So far they seem to be doing it a bit more than they did last season.) It's a bit paint-by-numbers, but still hooky enough to engage the crowd with both “whoas” and “Let's go, Devils!” It's not Bruce, but it's not bad at all. Click to listen.
The horn might be the best in the league—a short toot followed by what sounds like crashing glass and a police siren. Hey, anarchy is good. Pennywise's “Bro Hymn” with the Misfits-inspired “whoa-oh-oh-oh” chorus is perfect for the post-celly sing along. Click to listen.
What curse? Maybe the Rangers haven't won the Cup since the song was introduced in 1995, but Bad Apple's “Slap Shot” created the template for every other team-created song that followed. Uptempo but not thrashy, it encourages fans to sing along with the "Whoa-oh-ohs," or chant the "Hey … hey-hey-heys.” Something for everybody! Plus it allowed them to dodge this bullet. Click to listen.
I know they still on occasion use Blur's “Song 2”—the “Big Bang Theory” of music—but I'm going to pretend that they always follow up a red light with this organ version of “When The Saints Go Marchin' In.” Because it is Barclay Plager and the Checkerdome and a bunch of Sutters and all kinds of brilliant. Click to listen.
“Puck Off” is more than just a goal song. It's a multi-purpose call-to-arms for the team, evoking images of raging Visigoths storming over the boards, monster trucks, Chuck Norris and 'Merica. Plus, this meaty slab of fist-pumping metal was written specifically for the Stars by local heroes Pantera. Tough to top that. Click to listen.
You can hate the Hawks, but there's no denying The Fratellis and the hook-filled power pop glory of “Chelsea Dagger.” An inherently happy tune, it manages to convey a sense of “Yeah, we're glad we just scored, but we've done it before...and we'll do it again.” Click to listen.
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