At one point in my life, I would have classified these as
Guilty Pleasures, the embarrassingly terrible musical nuggets for which you harbor inexplicable affection, yet keep hidden from fellow music snobs while extolling the virtues of
Captain Beefheart and Pere Ubu.
But by the time you hit middle age, fuck it, it's a lot easier to just say
I like what I like, be it
Taylor Swift or silly bubblegum songs from the 60s and 70s. This is the stuff I used to hear on the radio back when I was first disc...
Published on August 19, 2020 14:18