Guilty Pleasure Songs, or why my iPod wears sunglasses at night


We all have them. Those songs we listen to in the car, when no one else is
around, that we even sing along with, when no one is looking. The songs we’re
slightly (or severely) embarrassed to admit we not only like, we have them on
a playlist on our iPod.

Some are truly bad songs. But others just don’t fit the image we’re trying
to maintain. The rest are slightly outdated, overexposed, completely random,
or contain lyrics that you would generally find offensive as a feminist, if
there weren’t irrevocably intertwined with happy memories that occurred before
your consciousness was sufficiently raised.

I bet you can already think of several songs like this, ones you only listen
to in secret.

But we all know where secrets can lead — to lies ("Yeah, I hate
Air Supply too!").

And where do secrets and lies lead us? If we’re Brenda Blethyn, a career-making
movie about re-connecting with our adopted daughter. If we’re anyone else, a
double life composed of furtively downloading songs when our partner/roommate/cocker
spaniel isn’t looking, and stuffing CDs in the glove compartment when we offer
our friends a ride.

So in the spirit of coming out of the musical closet, I offer 12 of my own
guilty pleasure songs below, listed in alphabetical order with links (when available)
to the song on iTunes so you can have a listen for yourself. I’ve even thrown
in a couple videos, for good measure. Because nothing takes you back to the
’80s like Samantha Fox and her pink hair.

"Against the Wind" by Bob Seger
It seems like yesterday, but it was long ago. Janie was lovely, she was the
queen of my nights, there in the darkness with the radio blasting….err, wait.
What was I talking about? Damn Bob Seger and his melodramatic musical epics,
they suck me in every time!

My Eyes Forever" by Lita Ford and Ozzy Osbourne

It’s a prom thing. I can’t explain.

Beloved" by Faith Hill

A hilarious ode to a marriage you know is doomed from the start, which asks
you to "raise your glass and join me / here’s to the bride and groom /
they’ll be together forever / until they find somebody new".

by Bel Biv Devoe

Completely sexist and lookist, but damn if it doesn’t make you want to dance!
In my defense, BBD’s "Poison" and "Do Me" are sexist, lookist,
and misogynist, so "Dope" is actually pretty good by comparison.

Day" by George Michael

The perfect song to unwind to after a long day of picking up gay men in public
restrooms and passing out in your car.

Free (Heaven Helps the Man)" by Kenny Loggins

Because if it’s good enough for Kevin Bacon, it’s good enough for me!

"Joyful, Joyful" by Lauryn Hill
Otherwise known as that song from Sister Act 2, and yes, it’s gospel.
I have to have my fix of choir music now and then. I make no apologies.

a Friend" by Biz Markie

So bad it’s good, especially when he hits the high notes in the refrain, "You…got
what I need." What he really needs is a voice coach, but then that would
take all the fun out of it.

Girls Need Love Too" by Samantha Fox

Cheesy? Completely. But the lyrics are so much deeper now that Samantha Fox
has come out as a lesbian…OK, that’s not true, but it’s a decent excuse.

I still remember the bikini-clad poster of Samantha my older teenage step-brother
had over his bed. Boy, was he barking up the wrong tree!

With Private Malone" by David Ball

Completely cliched country song about a guy who buys a Corvette previously owned
by a soldier who died in action, whose ghost then saves him from a car accident.
Yes, that’s right, it’s an ode to cars, patriotism, and God all in one! I can’t
believe I just wrote that.

at Night" by Corey Hart

When you’re future’s so bright, you gotta wear shades…oh wait, that’s a different
sunglasses song. Whatever, both remind me of dancing in my living room when
I was 11. And Max Headroom.

Companion" by Marc Cohn

Totally sappy, totally sucks me in. And I’ve totally ruined my edgy image by
admitting this.

"We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes Off" by Jermaine Stewart
The only thing I remember from the fundamentalist Bible camp I attended in my
teens was this song playing incessantly from someone’s boom box (apparently
this was perfectly fine with the pastor, but that summer’s other hit song, "Red,
Red Wine" was crossing a line). Fortunately, the sermons about gay people
going to hell went right over my head.

Okay, now it’s your turn — cough up those guilty pleasure songs in the
comments below! The guiltier the better, so I can live down that "Private
Malone" song. Don’t leave me hanging!

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