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New Music Tuesday

So what the hell happened to this place?? I guess I kind of got distracted from the idea of blogging, or at times I feel like I have nothing to say. Then at other times I get worried that I am going to offend or annoy with my opinions about things in general. After some thought and consideration, I decided that I don’t care. Now that may sound kind of dickish and in a way it is but hear me out. First off I am not sure anyone reads anything I type, so that is comforting. Second I am kind of a dick most of the time anyway…so I have that going for me.

Back to the subject at hand, New music Tuesday. It is one of my favorite days of the week. The day the music industry decided to release the new albums unto the world( and strangely vote http://www.whytuesday.org/) I feel like Billy Madison on “Nudie magazine day” Tuesday. I start to mine Spotify( come on people it is time to go legit, 9$ a month unlimited downloads..Stop stealing music) downloading all the new music that seems or sounds interesting. Now this week may not have been the best week to start this up again, this Tuesday was kind of bleak( Taylor Swift is leading the way) So I am going to mine some of the stuff I have been enjoying from the start of 2012 and just kind of unload and start from there.

I ask myself all the time, “what kind of music are you into Mr. Edwards?”( I am very formal with myself) The answer is very simple I am into no one genre, I am into music as a whole. Music is lifeblood. Music is symbiotic to life in general, think of all the moments in your life that are tied to a song or soundtrack. You can remember song lyrics that are 30 years old and not remember birthdays of people in your family. Music just “is” for me, I refuse to be the dude that believes that music began and ended during the small window of my youth. Good music is out there if you just turn off the radio and listen.

Starting off(intended) with a new band with an old school Punk sound. OFF! features Kieth Morris from Black Flag/Circle jerks fame. The album clocks in at around 20 minutes with 15 songs. It makes me want to punch dinosaurs and smash glass figurines.

Next up is Mumford and Sons singing ” I will wait” this song has perfect harmony and a wonderful catchy melody, these british bastards do American folk better than most American groups…build build build BOOM

Ohh Miss Grace, you are fantastic. Sadly most people will only know the poppy stuff that ends up on the radio. Trust me folks this chick can flat WAIL. She is cute, can sing and rocks a flying V guitar in a just world she should be more famous than all these pop chicks. See her live and be blown away.

Jack White the man the myth the legend he will forever be a figure in the American musical landscape. He is constantly striving for more , using less. His vinyl releases this year were amazing.

The Heartless Bastards. This chick started making albums like two decades to late. Her droning voice and rock and roll minimalism never ever gets old

Baroness, these guys have taken metal to a new level. Making it accessible without making cheezy pop metal. John Baizley is the singer and heart and soul of the group, who happens to also be a talented artist http://aperfectmonster.com/

Buffalo Killers – Sometimes I love me some throwback rock and roll music. These guys have the beards the hair and the sounds to make it sound perfectly groovy.

Lee Baines & The Glory Fire – Bathe in the sounds of a band that will never be on the radio, but as you listen you know they are better than most of the bands on the radio

Ohhh MXPX – I will always have a soft spot for my boys from Bremerton. I will never forget watching them play Bumbershoot with my buddy Yall, and Mike tossed his bass 25 feet in the air to catch it and just keep playing. Then later after the show I literally ran into him…because he is like four feet tall, but just good dudes in a good band.

The Mars Volta – This is an album to listen when you have lots of time and an open mind. Mars Volta took what Pink Floyd was doing, made it more complicated and unleashed it on us all. I cant get enough, this album is very accessible, without giving up any of things that makes The Mars Volta who they are.

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis – This damn song is living in my brain, listen at your own peril. You will be humming this song everywhere you go ahhhhhhhhh

K’naan – taking hip-hop to a new place. This isn’t even the best song on the album.

Mike Ryan – does radio country music better than the people on country music stations

The Carolina Chocolate Drops – They are truly something to behold. It takes old school music to a whole new level. They play jugs and banjos and washboards. No drums they just beat box that. Miss out on this band and your heart will be sad.

Karen Dalton – Karen was part of the greenwich music scene and was kind of lost in the shuffle. She died in 1993 and this year her unreleased albums were released and should be shared. Her voice had a quiet passion and just sit back and listen.

Dinosaur Jr. – 90’s relics, made an album that is still relevant today.

NOFX – another of my all time favorite punk bands. Listen to them actually solve the war in the middle east with common sense solutions we can all agree with.

The Heavy – This band fits in with all the Motown stuff you love add a little rock edge and you get The Heavy

Here is the rest…get Spotify and share the music


Albums from the year I was born

Now sometimes you hear people say that they were “born in the wrong decade”. I feel like I was born at the exact right time. Now don’t get me wrong I love the passion and the music in the 60’s, and well the 80’s happened I wouldn’t think anyone would want to admit that they did however. I was born at the tail end of the 70’s… the decade of what?? I am not really sure, it seems like at that point in the decade where America was trying to decide what it was and who it was. The hippy generation was slowly fading away and disco was not quite dead yet in 1979 but I think it was gasping for that last breath. New music was emerging, punk rock , new wave, and whatever the hell you want to call the talking heads( besides awesome) So I decided to compile the albums from the year I was born some are good , some are bad, others are well different. But without further ado here is my list of my favorite albums the ear I was born…1979

First up Supertramp – Breakfast in America. Sadly most of the younger generation will only know the title song from this album from a sample used by the gym class heroes. What they are missing is the wonderful poppy gems that lace this album. Breakfast in America is a fine song but it pales in comparison to the song “goodbye Stranger” just a wonderful piece of Beatles inspired pop. Bonus Micheal Scott from “the office” immortalized it with his version called “Goodbye Toby”

Next up Cheap Trick – Live at Budokan. This to me is a great example of live music. The sound of the girls just losing their collective shit every time Robin Zander begins to sing, and the freak that is Rick Nielsen on guitar you cant go wrong. Come for the ” I want you to want me” stay for the Fats Domino cover “aint that a shame”


Pink Floyd – Animals. My favorite Pink Floyd album. I know The Wall and Dark side of the Moon will always be the ones most remembered, but Animals just feels like the guys just playing and being the music. I am sure the orwellian overtones would make some call me a socialist , but I just dig the songs. They are angry and sad and interestingly very poignant in the times we are living in.


Bob Dylan – Slow Train Coming. Ohh Bob did you piss some people off with this record. Bob finds Jesus and his fan base doesn’t know what to do with that. His friendship with Johnny Cash is what kind of pushed him in this temporary direction. The vocals are Bob at his Dylanist but “gotta serve somebody ” still resonates today

The Buzzcocks – Singles Going Steady, Early punk rock done right with the singles “orgasm addict” and “ever fallen in love (with someone you shouldntve ), and “Harmony in my head” just raw passionate and against the curve. What I love about early punk rock albums is that as much as they were against the status quo the pop influences abound inside this record.


Tom Petty – Damn the Torpedoes. What can I say about Tom that hasn’t already been said…Not a damn thing


Now its time for a few ladies that made albums in the year I was born

Blondie – Eat To the Beat. Debbie Harry just oozes sexuality and punk rock edge, a hard combo to work effectively. She was punk rock and playing with the boys a difficult thing to accomplish in 1979 but she did it with grace and this chick kicks ass


Pat Benatar – In the heat of the Night. The worlds introduction the the woman who told us hell is for children. I heard Pat sing live on some show the other day and she still has it. Here is the most popular song from that album, just try not to enjoy it.

Queen – Live Killers. Now you may think including two live albums is cheating because most of the songs from these albums came out before 1979. Tough shit the album was released in 1979 and an example of what live music used to be not the fake pre recorded crap that people pass off as live now. Freddy rocked it in the studio and live. All these singers today wish they could sing into a computer as well as Freddy sang live. Long live the Queen


and finally my favorite album from the year I was born

The Clash – London Calling. An album to me that is important as the Beatles. It will define what punk rock is and will be for generations. From the album art riffing on the Elvis Presley album, to the songs and lyrics. This is my desert island album. Joe Strummer was one of my heroes and this album will always have a place in my heart.






Grayson Marshall

You know I thought to myself after having my daughter how can I find the love inside me to love another child when I love her so much. After that I met my little Cashman and was like well that was easy he is awesome and I love him just as much. The same thought crept in again as we prepared to meet little Grayson but as I sit here looking over at him he makes my heart melt. He is wonderful and perfect and I feel so blessed that I get to have him always. I am thankful my wife has blessed me with three beautiful children she is tough beautiful and amazing( editorial note my wife has started editing this blog not this post because she is in a hospital bed,(( because I have terrible grammar and punctuation)) but had nothing with the addition of that comment she is awesome) Now the mushy stuff is out-of-the-way here are some of my other thoughts.

Coming from a sports-centric family I view many things through the prism of a coach or athlete. Before Grayson my wife and I had the kids fairly well covered, man to man coverage. With the addition of a third I have to teach my wife the intricacies of playing zone defense. Now I am a fan of the zone, but it only works when the whole team clicks and understands thier assignments. Zone defense is all about being in the right place at the right time, and the same holds true while parenting. My daughter is cautious and thoughtful in her approach to life so she gets the soft side of the zone, you don’t forget about her but you also don’t need to focus all your attention that way. My older son is a ball of fire, a human wrecking ball with no thought for his safety while performing any task. So my first instinct is to move the bulk of the pressure over to his side leaving my daughter with an opportunity to beat the coverage. The issue with that logic is my daughter is a skilled tactition a sniper forgetting about her could cost you the game. Now Grayson is here,and while he is little,he demands more coverage and unfortunately I do not match up well with a baby. His mom is better equipted to handle that( mammaries) So my thought is you play Cash with a little bump and run make sure he knows you are serious and a little physical just to keep him honest and slide over the hook zone and be on the look out for the unassuming daughter across the middle.

Next problem is the fact that I have two boys nows. Having two boys in ancient times was a sign of your prowess as a man. My issue is I am not very manly, I just don’t have that built into my DNA. I do like sports, beer, boxing, scotch, guitars, and other things of varying degrees of manliness. I just worry about being able to teach my boys some of the things that I wished I knew how to do. Fix a car, build a house ( hell even fix something in a house) These are things I have tried to do with little success and mostly failures. I would like to help my boys to be the most well rounded kids they can be. I do have things I can show them. Music, I love music I love playing my guitars and singing( my wife also plays and sings the difference is she sings beautifully and I sing tolerably)  and just listening to music. I am not worried at all that my boys will have music in their lives. Sports I love to watch and play most sports. My family like I stated before is a sports-centric family I have a member of the family that can teach my kids any sports they want to learn with few exceptions, and with those exceptions I am sure my mom could coach them, because I am convinced she can coach any sport because she understands how to motivate people. So I have a couple of things covered. But that still leaves the fix-it side of parenting and I know I have spent some time already talking about this and maybe it isnt that big of a deal. I guess I can work on my kids being smart, interesting ,fun, funny, musical ,and awesome and they wont have to worry about learning how to fix things because they can pay people to do these tasks. Is that a cop out?? Probably but we will see. So without further ado here is a little bit of Grayson Marshall

Well that is all for now here are some things that I have been listening to and watching while in the hospital.




Achilles to Zeppelin…naming a baby is hard

So the final day is fast approaching before Baby Edwards Number Three makes his appearance. The difference between him and the last two kids is as of this moment he does not have a name. The last two kids it seemed easy, very little back and forth or discussion and boom! We had a name. This time, not so much. Why is naming this little one so hard? My wife and I have fought tooth and nail trying for common ground in a name and it usually ends with something like, “I hate that name and it will never be.”  It can be so frustrating at times. I pick a name and my wife makes a leap of logic to how that name could be turned into a tool of torture for kids in the future. Don’t get me wrong, I think that is important too, but I never go as far as her leaps of logic go ( Atticus = Fatticus).  Me being me, my suggestions usually are in the realm of  athlete references or off the wall stuff that I like. So instead of going on and on about the frustrations of naming a child, I will just give you some examples of the names we have been fighting over:

Orson – Orson is not a name I hate. I like that is has historical references (Orson Welles) I just did not want my child associated with a version of him from “F for Fake”…But Early Orson Welles? Not so bad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roland – Roland was another pick of mine. It was chosen for the connection to books that we both like (The Dark Tower series ) and I enjoyed all of the potential nicknames and shortenings you could do with it ( Rollie, Rolls, Roll) But truthfully the whole time I was thinking about how awesome Rollie was as a nickname ’cause of this guy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Silas – Silas was a choice from my wife and as far as she is concerned this is still in contention. My issue with Silas is kind of abstract. I don’t hate it–it’s not a bad name in and of itself. To me however just screams Bad Guy. Like if you were creating a super hero of some sort, Silas would make total sense as the evil villain. I can see the headlines: “Who will stop Silas and his evil reign!?!” Also, my father-in-law said it sounds like a kid from one of those polygamist or Amish compounds. So my wife let it go a bit….for now.

Could be a Silas

Satchel – Another one of my picks and one I was completely serious about. My wife however vetoed instantly and I was so confused. She said ” Vern. I will not name my son after a freaking purse.” That honestly never even crossed my mind. The whole time I was thinking Satchel Paige, the famous Negro League and Major League  pitcher, who I might add was the first person from the Negro Leagues inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. The man played professional baseball  for forty years. He was the man who started the big leagues into considering integration. He paved the way for Jackie Robinson. Joe DiMaggio said he was the best pitcher he ever faced…but no…he’s a freaking purse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lincoln – Lincoln was kind of a mutual name, so at the hint of that we had a glimmer of hope. How can you go wrong with it? One of the most popular presidents ever, dude mended the rift in the Union, had a rad beard ( kind of Silas- Amish-like) and he freed the slaves. It’s a rock solid name. How could is possibly fail??? By shortening it to Link…my wife, who is as anti-video game as they come, did not see the awesomeness of Link as I did. I loved the legend of Zelda as a child ( I still do). I saw it as perfect. She did not… and another one bites the dust.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Waylon – Waylon was a me pick again. I figured it works so well, having a baby already named Cash, its a match made in heaven right? My wife had several objections to Waylon. First, “Why would you want to name a baby after the sound that babies make?” (wailing). Touche’  I guess that is a valid point. Second argument was that having a Cash ( real name Cassius) and then having a Waylon sounds way too country for the people we are. Now we do live in rural Oregon but in no way do we identify as “country.” So again, valid point. I just think it sounds rad and I would like to say ” Stop your wailin’, Waylon.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Zeppelin – Zeppelin was a late pick of mine. Again I was not kidding and the name would be original. My wife just flat out will not concede on that one. She gives me an absolute NO. Here are some reasons why it would be awesome. First he’d be named after one of the greatest, most-known rock bands the world has ever seen. Second, every rock station across this great country has a day of the week where that have a “Get the Led Out” morning where all morning it’s just Led Zeppelin songs. Third, (and this was a suggestion from my brother-in- law) You could have Led Zeppelin playing during the birth ( its a c-section this time so it will have to be a short version). But how rad is that? My wife thinks if you go that far, Immigrant Song would be a better fit. But still, no.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So there were a few examples as we get closer and closer. Baby Edwards needs a name….please help.

Now for some music I have been listening to…..

 


Remodeling: Or how I know that I really have no practical skills.

So my wife and I decided to do a little bit of remodeling before the new baby arrived. Knowing that my fix-it-up man-skills were lacking, I decided to farm it out… call in professionals even if that meant costing a little more. So I started calling contractors and one by one they came over and never called back again. In my mind at first I just thought maybe they were busy and did not want to waste time on a small project, then I started thinking the worst, crap this baby is coming and this project is so hard that even professional contractors want none of it. So panic sets in, we need some of these things done before baby number three( he still really does not have an official name ) arrives. So my parents over to take a look and God bless my Mom (for those of you that know her, you’ll understand). She takes a look at the project and says “No problem. We ( as in she, my Father, Grandfather and I) can handle this.” Relief. I think, “Wow that will be so great just to get this done and my wife will get some peace of mind knowing that something was accomplished.”

Shortly after that, in my infinite wisdom I decided we should tackle our back yard as well. With a few weeks before new baby’s arrival. This consisted of removing an old pool and a deck and shed and, and, and… you get the idea. Now I have to say thank Christ for my family. Alllll of them gave up several days and a whole weekend to help us tackle this. Covered literally in blood, sweat, tears, and mud. Profanities flying as every little victory revealed another challenge. We’ve made progress. As of this moment it’s not done, but we see light at the end of the tunnel. So this first part is to just say thank you for my wonderful family and all of the help they’ve provided. You guys rule!!!!

Now back to my original thought: My complete lack of skills.  It is not something I  am happy about, it just is. I can do basic things but when it comes to laying out an irrigation system, planning a bathroom remodel or putting up a straight fence–I have no clue. Something I AM good at is demolition. If you want something torn down you have come to the right place. I can destroy shit with the best of them. Putting them back together? Not so much. Now my Dad IS Mr. Fix-It, and both of my brothers are actually pretty good with their hands. What the hell happened to me ??!? I guess I will  just have to wander through life relying on my wits to survive and my tool box will have to be my wallet or a clarion call to the family.

I would like to think that it’s not just me. I have a feeling it is kind of endemic of my generation. The Technology Generation. I played my fair share outside but I also succumbed to the temptation of Nintendo. I mean, I was a kick-ass Techno Bowl player, but how does that skill translate into real life? My grandparents and even my parents generation had to provide for themselves with the skills that they had learned or just skills that they had. I am guessing they didn’t have many Early Russian Art Majors back in my Grandfather’s day. Now I know we have many people in our generation that do have these skills passed down from parent to child, but I am guessing it is not the majority of us. Part of me thinks that is why America has stalled after World War II. We started farming it out and we did not want to pay Americans a good wage to do the job that poor people in other countries would do for us. Back in the day when you got your milk it was from a milk man, your meat was from a butcher and your bread was from a bakery. Now we just roll into a Super Wal-Mart where you can literally get everything from birth to death (they freaking sell coffins) and you get it cheap and you get it quickly. Check a label in a Wal-Mart–they have a lot of products that have stars and stripes on them, but they are not made here. So what have we lost? We’ve lost a little bit of what made and still makes in some circumstances America great. We decided cheap trumps quality and instant gratification trumps waiting for it to be done right. Or just doing it ourselves. Now don’t get me wrong at all I love the technology (as I type this on my computer while I check my email on my phone). I do however feel that maybe technology has made us not care about who is making what, as long as we get our shiny new toy the minute we want it. So your father that was a baker no longer encourages you to take up the trade because you can’t compete with these mega stores. So what do we do? How does a man (or man-child) my age learn these things at this point? I can only take the pride-hit so much, buying these For Dummies and For Idiots books. So should I pay to have these things done professionally, knowing the increased cost but to get it done right? Or should I, without knowing how, attempt to do it myself (probably poorly) to save money?

Anyway now some music that I have been listening to the last few days:






Why Unions still matter

Over the last week I have been preparing for investigations that were held between the company and employees that were charged with allegedly violating rules that the company hands out. As I did the work I was thinking to myself this is why unions still matter. Unions gives a voice to those that normally wouldn’t have a voice its democracy at its finest. Now I wont argue with anyone that yes there has been certain members of unions that have acted inappropriately at times took bribes, made threats I am certain you could make a post full of just examples of wrong doing. You have to remember however that those were choices made by individuals, and they were poor choices, that does not make unions bad, or even evil it just means there are bad people in the world. When Bernie Madoff made off with billions of his investors hard-earned money, I did not hear one cry out for ending all business, no it was one individual that made a bad choice. Every single human institution or organization of any size has its bad points. Corporations certainly do.  Organized religion does. Academia does. The media does. The financial industry sure as hell does. But with the exception of a few extremists here and there, nobody uses this as an excuse to suggest that these institutions are hopelessly corrupt and should cease existing.

Some of the things unions have given us over the years. Weekends we all love weekends hell we have hundreds of songs, movies, and stories dedicated to the celebration of having that precious few days off away from the work place. So thanks unions for that.

Working conditions: In my industry (which is rail) prior to unions being  involved the average life expectancy of a worker in the rail industry was roughly six months and that wasn’t because they went off to make more money elsewhere that usually meant they died in unsafe working conditions. If you read up on the early history of rail when they were done with a group of workers they would seal them in a mountain and dynamite them inside so they didn’t have to pay they the meager wages they were owed.  Now because of union involvement the rail industry is a safer place to work and despite the fact that the majority of employees working for railroads are union employees the railroads saw their profits rise even during the recession.

Wages: a union worker on average makes more money then their non-union counterpart. Which is part of the discussion now why unions are bad. Isnt that however the American dream for you to make enough money in your craft or business to support your family. These average union workers aren’t making millions of dollars they are making a living wage with good benefits.  Why does the meaning of that go away when the wages are agreed upon collectively. The free market principles are still intact even if the group striving for that is doing it collectively. For the record as well the year 2010 wall street and business as a whole had the greatest profits on record ever….ever.

Collective bargaining: the dirty word in the Wisconsin debate. How dare they want to give the workers a voice on their own wage and working conditions. When a CEO takes a job at a major corporation terms of that persons salary and benefits are negotiated and those terms are agreed upon prior to that employee taking over that position. Agreed upon is another important part of the deal, that means the company agreed to the conditions that they were going to give their workers. Where is the difference in the process except its one person versus a group asking collectively.

Teachers unions: the arguments against teachers unions are ridiculous as they make too much money.  Anyone willing to point me in the direction of a rich teacher. Teachers on average make around 50, 000$ a year. As I was taught in school from a teacher in order to reach a 50, 000 average there has to be teachers making well below that and the inverse of some teachers making more.( I skipped the grammar and punctuation parts of school) If anything they need to be paid more to deal with kids today,  and all the distractions that come with the information age.  Teachers are one of the most important parts of all of our lives they get the chance to set up children for success as long as there are parents pushing to help them as well. As things sit now we are in a blame the teacher mentality, my kid is failing ( truth) my kid is perfect( not truth) = teachers are bad. Where is the taking responsibility for the parents.  Why does that principle disappear? I want to personally thank some of the teachers I had in my life that helped me along the way. Mr Munkers you taught me that reading is important and you taught me that books can be fun and that has stuck with me and I still love to read and read anything I can get my hands on. Mr Shaw you made history important even for a bunch of loud whiny high school students, you made it come alive. I could list many more but the point is that they are important and should get thanked more for the thankless job they do.

Unions matter because they are the one institution that has dramatically improved the lives of the majority of the people and has the potential to radically transform both the economic and political landscape, making them both more democratic . Unions level the playing field, so the average worker has a say in the process.

 

Some of the music I was listening to today and yesterday

 

 

 

 


Happy Birthday Johnny Cash

I will keep this post short and sweet like the man I am talking about. Johnny Cash is an American icon, hero to me and his music will forever be a part of my life. Johnny was what America is essentially good, but struggling with demons. Johnny was a story-teller and he told the stories people needed to hear and those songs still resonate today. Without the man in black in our lives I feel there is a hole missing in our society, a hole that used to be filled with a man who wasn’t afraid to speak his mind and tell you how things really were. A man who was a patriot that loved his country but wasn’t sure we needed to be sending off those boys to die in Vietnam. He played songs for criminals because he knew that they are still humans despite some of the poor choices they may have made. He loved God but always took the religion side of it  with a grain of salt. Johnny you will be missed.





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Bless the rains down in Africa

This post is not a new idea for me–it’s something I have been talking about for a while now. It’s about liking what you like and not bowing to what is cool. We all have those songs in our lives that we just love… it’s not cool nor is it easy to talk about these songs but there they are. They are the songs that you hear and no matter what is going on, you have to take a little time out of your day and just sing it out.  When you talk to people about music they are not the bands or songs that come into the conversation. What is this impulse to pretend you don’t like something that clearly you enjoy? As a music nerd, music is a huge part of my life. I listen to music any chance I get. My poor wife is subjected to my whims because I decided to no longer pretend to not like what I obviously do. Why do we do it? Why do we hide away the love that we have for these songs? My guess is to maintain some semblance of cool. But that theory doesn’t work with the people you love . The people you love are the people who have already made the choice to keep you in their lives even if you are a giant nerd. So I say stop all the hating. Drop the pretense that you don’t like these songs and just learn to embrace what and who you are. I have found when I do talk to people about certain songs, I find that they tend to let down the guard and fill you in on the songs that they store as guilty pleasures. A family member of mine loves the Backstreet Boys still to this day and God bless her, she does not pretend otherwise. She embraces the fact that she loved them as a teenager and dammit she will continue loving them. Guilty pleasure is the word we always use to pretend we just listen to something for the kitschy value of that song instead of saying, “Screw it. This song just does it for me.” Stop hiding behind what is or isn’t “cool”. My mp3 player is loaded with songs that might make someone else scoff and comment, but that’s okay. Take some time to look at those songs and let people know what you love.  Be who you are. No one is born cool (except maybe Johnny Depp). I challenge anyone who reads this ( which is like three people) to comment and add the songs that they love and know it’s not cool to admit. Release those “guilty pleasures” and just make them “pleasures.” Fuck the guilt. In the interest of fairness I will give you a list of the songs that I enjoy and usually get scoffed at when I admit it. In no particular order:

Abba’s “Dancing Queen”…. hot Swedes, sweet melody and a catchy hook. What is not to like about this song?

Toto’s “Africa”…I have no idea exactly what this song is about. But what I do know is that I love to sing it ( in falsetto) and dammit, it makes me feel better when I do.

Neil Diamond’s “Song sung blue”…. singer, songwriter, American hero.

John Denver’s “Country Roads”…. Once I had an idea to start The Church of John Denver. It was kind of a joke I had with my wife (that she posted as a context-free quote from me on Facebook). But the response was kind of funny and it seems like the Church of John Denver would have had some converts. Maybe a plan for the future.

Phil Collins’ “Against all Odds”….Now I know Phil is kind of a dick but this song is sung so passionately and I just love it.

Asia’s “Heat of the Moment”… When I get a guitar in front of me, eventually I will start playing this song. It’s just fun to do the guitar with those percussion hits. Watch the video for the 80’s cheese–stay for the part where he wipes the smile off his face. Soooooo literal.

Shai’s “If I Ever Fall in Love”…So I might have had a small 90’s R&B streak in me. This song is a direct result of my older brother liking it and me never letting it go.

Kenny Rogers “Ruby”….The saddest song ever just listen to the lyrics it’s messed up

I had better stop the list now because I could go on and on and on…