Since you asked, (and then in some cases, pleaded via Facebook), I will start the answers. Believe me, I wanted to do this earlier, but I’ve been busy. And I hate not having internet access at home. But let’s not waste time complaining. This is an answer to the question: Which movie and which music album do you consider to be a guilty pleasure, i.e. something you’d hate to admit?
In theory, one should not have guilty pleasures – be proud of your taste, embrace your individuality, and all that stuff – but here’s my not-so-secret secret: I don’t have taste or individuality when it comes to music. Nearly all my music is in my collection not because of the music itself, but because a friend likes it or it reminds me of something. That doesn’t mean I don’t like music, or that I don’t like some music better than other music, but the reason I end up listening to any song is not because I seek it out, but because it just arrives. I hear a song once, it happens to be going through my mind when something important happens, and if that something is something I want to think about later, then I like the song and I find some way to own it. Or a friend says: “I think you’ll like this,” and usually, I do. No pleasures can be guilty as long as they either can be described as the result of sentimental memories or recommendations from friends.
I’m sure I’m not alone in this, but most of the other people who have described themselves in this way have turned out to mainly listen to Top 40 radio stuff. And I listen to, well thanks to Last.fm, see for yourself.
Speaking of Last.fm, that site has redefined musical guilty pleasures. The new question is: “What do you turn off scrobbling to listen to?” Hmmm… Usually I turn off my scrobbling when I want to listen to something that I have already listened to a lot. I guess that would be my guilty pleasure. Sometimes I just want to listen to a song or a short playlist repeatedly and it looks weird on my Last.fm charts.
I am being kicked out of the library. I will continue next time I have internet and time.
By the way, sometimes I do blog about music: