The other night at the bar, a friend posed a question.
“Ok, what is your favorite guilty-pleasure song?”
As everyone listed their choices (heavy on the Kelly Clarkson), I thought long and hard. But I couldn’t think of one. Maybe it is that I don’t feel guilty for any of the music I listen to. Or maybe it was just the tequila.
“You don’t know yours? How about I call your phone and let it play?” my friend joked.
She was referring to my new ring tone: “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey.
“That’s not a guilty pleasure, that’s just good music!”
“Oh please! Every hipster kid in America suddenly thought the same as soon as they heard Journey on the OC!”
I watched my share of the OC in college (who didn’t have ‘OC and forties’ nights with their dorm buddies?) but my love of Journey was not born from some Ryan/Marissa love scene. Or Seth/Summer love scene? No, I think it was a Seth/Anna love scene…
Whatever the scene was, it wasn’t what made me love the song. I love “Don’t Stop Believing” for the same reason I like “Your Love” by The Outfield.
Because it’s awesome.
So who cares where I first heard it?
How many people do you know that fell back in love with The Pixies after Fight Club came out? Or maybe got into The Fray because of "Grey’s Anatomy?" Or perhaps saw that damn Target commercial and are now suddenly fans of The Go Team?
I won’t feel ‘guilty’ for any of the music I listen to, regardless of why. And I certainly won’t change my ring tone.
After all, I changed it to Journey for a good reason. Big Pimpin’ was getting old.
I would ask which songs are your guilty-pleasures, but I know better. Instead, how about you share which songs you refuse to feel guilty for loving? That's something I'd be more interested to know, anyway.
P.S. In case the photo up top didn’t clue you in, I’m not Dan. Nope, it’s me, Bridget, that Starbucks-hating, Veteran-loving Seven Days office manager back again! And it seems I’ll be here a little more often. I know Dan already has a tall blonde by his side (Hi Joanna!), but I’m going to do my best to fill her shoes in the online music musing capacity. Because as much as I love blaming my office accounting errors on the fact that I was a Creative Writing major, I’m even more excited to expose myself to all of your criticism with no excuse at all.
Especially you, 'Porknolt'. I’m saving all my Grace Potter comments for you.