Terrible, terrible sub-genre with little to redeem it, thanks for reminding me !
Carrying on with the cheese analogy, i kinda think of the rock ballad as a piece of manky tasteless mild cheddar you find at the back of the fridge, unwanted and eminently disposable.
And November Rain is definitely up there with the worst of them. And Purple Rain with its interminable outro ( thanks for the reminder Keith ).
That said, i hope Isn't It Time by The Babys doesn't get a mention.
Er, prefer an over-produced 80's power ballad myself ( preferably performed by an American female singer with unfeasibly big hair). Good cheese usually stinks and there's some prime gorgonzola to be had with that sub-genre.
I'll get me hairspray and shoulder pads...
Fuck, dunno if it counts but The Living Years has just leapt into my head, Wychers, i hate you !