[Disclaimer: I am not a musician. I can sing. I remember most of the recital piece I played on the piano when I was 6. But I’m not a musician. I know what I like and what I don’t like and what will likely be the soundtrack when I arrive in hell. And I know I’m opinionated as fuck. Especially about music.]
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This is going to be embarrassing. I’m not sure what possessed me to do it. I guess I thought it would be fun… and hopefully funny. But I reserve the right to deny everything. I’ll just say someone else swiped my laptop and posted it.
We all have guilty pleasures, right? Songs I mean. Not that we don’t have non-music guilty pleasures… but that’s a different post. One song in particular came to mind when I thought ‘guilty pleasure’… but I thought it would be fun (or something) to have more than one. So I went through my music collection. I called out artist names, asking my family, “Should I be embarrassed that I like [questionable artist here]?”
I’m not sure about their answers… but here are a few songs I think of as guilty pleasures… some more embarrassing than others.
Shall we begin the humiliation?
Mandy – Barry Manilow
When I was little, some people called me ‘Sandy’. (And I hated it so much… still do… please no!) I’m sure you can see where this is going. I was serenaded with this song (with the obvious name substitution) by everyone… dad, friends, sisters… it even came back to haunt me with my college friends. (And by then no one called me horrible ‘Sandy’ *shudder* except when singing this to me…) I guess I should hate this song, but listening to it reminds me of some special people I’ve had in my life.
Bad Romance – Lady Gaga
My husband doesn’t think I should consider this a guilty pleasure. I think I do because it’s kind of a departure from my usual fare. And it doesn’t feel like me… but I love it anyway. I love to sing it (at the top of my lungs alone in the car, usually). And it makes me want to dance. [Yes, even at my age, you know, 29ish, I have watched the video repeatedly trying to learn the dance moves.]
Story of My Life – One Direction
This is really embarrassing. I don’t even know what to say. But damn, did my daughter and I ever bond over this one! Oh… and if you can bear it (or turn off the sound), the video is genius – old photos brought to life… boys walking into those photos. It’s pretty fucking cool. And I cannot believe I just used the words ‘pretty fucking cool’ in a blurb about One Direction. What is happening to me?
Bye Bye Bye – *NSYNC
I must preface by saying that I hate Justin Timberlake so much. He was never the greatest talent among these boys… he was just the youngest one with the awful blond-fro that the little girls swooned over. [I don’t get it.] But singing? JC has all the talent. I always wished he’d do some John-Mayer-like music because his voice is beautiful. (He’s had some physically beautiful moments, too. Hey, I’m not creepy… dude is 40 now!)
I met these guys 15 years ago. It was a little fan thing… (I knew a deejay… which had its advantages…) The boys took a couple of minutes with every fan there… said hello, posed for pics. They were so nice. Except for Justin, who was kind of an asshat. While the other guys were sweet and engaging, he seemed like he had somewhere better he wanted to be. To this day, I cannot look at him without cringing. (Too bad the video still below has to have his annoying face.)
Profound (ha) fuck off-ish lyrics…
Girl I’m doing this tonight
You’re probably gonna start a fight
I know this can’t be right, hey baby come on
I loved you endlessly
And you weren’t there for me
So now it’s time to leave and make it alone
I know that I can’t take no more, it ain’t no lie
I wanna see you out that door
Baby bye, bye, bye
Please try not to laugh at me too much. I don’t want anyone to get hurt.