Guilty Pleasure Tunes
Ah, my dear wife will cringe at this topic. She knows where I’m going with this. It seems like everyone has some band, album, or genre of music that they like but don’t necessarily want to admit to liking. I don’t think it’s pretension, I think it’s just sincere embarrassment.
Take yours truly, for instance. I don’t have longish hair that sweeps down over my eyes. My jeans aren’t inordinately patched. I don’t dye my hair. I don’t wear eyeliner. But, I do, on occasion, sing along ridiculously to whatever pop-punk I can get my hands on. It might be Blink182, it might be ReliantK, it might be Brand New… but whatever it is, it’ll make my wife roll her eyes (rightfully so) and it’ll make me play air drums.
Whew. I just admitted it. So, now I’ll put the question to you… who or what is your guilty pleasure listening?
I’ve gotta go find Rebecca’s eyeliner.
I like that CCM cut where the kids all yell, “Hey! Love God!”
Seriously my all time favourite “borderline music” is practically anything by Credence.
“I’ve gotta go find Rebecca’s eyeliner.” Now that I’ve gotta see. And my guilty-pleasure listening? Gotta be Stoned with Stephen.
Kidding!
You, my dear husband, had better stay far, far away from my eyeliner! Wait, do I even own eyeliner? I’ll have to go check… It’s really sad when our son has been playing air drums since he was less than a year old to be like daddy!
And I, too, see your point about punk harmonies. They can be pretty hot sometimes.
Some rap sometimes.
Three Dog Night greatest hits – especially Try a Little Tenderness, and Eli’s coming.
Old songs I know the words to…
Opera