Guilty Pleasures

Hope everyone had a safe but exciting 4th. Mine couldn't have been better.

Today's post is about Guilty Pleasures. We've all got them, and few of us would like to admit them. I'm going to focus (again) on music, but feel free to stray anywhere within the realm, so long as it's something you're ashamed to like.

I bitch about music a lot. This leads some people to falsely believe that I think my taste in music is impecable. These revelations should clear up any misconceptions. I generally know when something sucks, but sometimes, even when it sucks, I like it anyway. Here's a quick list of songs I like:

• Daniel Powter's bad day song
  I know. It's terrible. When I have a bad day, though, I can't get it out of my head, and on some level, it makes me feel a little better. The good news is, I seriously doubt he'll have another 'hit' to further corrupt my taste, and I'm aware he sucks balls, unlike the rest of his fans.
  
  
• White Lion
  This 80s band enjoyed brief popularity, but man do they suck. For some reason though, I programmed them into my Sirius artist seek list. You can lump Poison in here too.
  
  
• Young MC
  This lyrical genius never made it very far either. Thankfully, before sucking out, he left us words of wisdom that men can take to the bank: "You got no money and you got no car, then you got no woman, and there you are." Truer words were never spoken.
  
  
• American Idol
  There's all kinds of layers of entertainment buried in this steamy pile of crap.
  
  
• David Hasselhoff
  His new show in the American Idol format is awesome. Same layers, but with the German Superstar himself.

So there goes my armor. I fully expect to be flogged while exposed. Just grant me the dignity of leaving some of your own.