My lasting memory of Come Sail Away comes from my childhood. My dad was never really big on rock and roll, period, let alone anything hard rock or heavy metal oriented. At the time Come Sail Away was a hit, I lived in West Virginia, and my grandparents lived in a small town about 50 miles from where I lived in Charleston. Back then, that was fairly long drive across back country roads. To keep (largely) my older sister quiet, Mom would convince Dad to turn on the radio, usually on AM channels, which meant that on the weekend-I think it was Sundays in that market-Casey Kasem's top 40 was usually on the air during long road trips.
Anyway, Come Sail Away comes on, somewhere in the 30s if memory serves, and my dad appears to be enjoying it. Quiet piano number, after all. Then, of course, the song kicks into gear, and my dad scowls at the radio and turns it off. "Why the hell did they ruin a perfectly good song like that?" he asked.
Come Sail Away will always remind me of my dad's disdain for anything involving heavy guitars of any sort.