Thursday, January 10, 2008

gulty pleasures

my taste in music is fucked right now. I keep coming back to this stuff that is simultaneously:
a) trashily indulgent, childish, sacharine, low
b) completely unlistenable
its awful music that I can't get enough of. I can't decide if I'm ashamed to like it, or hipster proud to like it becuase i can get over how horrible it seems. I might be more ashamed in the latter case. For reference, see:
- Girl Talk: Night Ripper
- Dan Deacon: Spiderman of the Rings
- Spank Rock: Yoyoyoyoyo
- Muscles: Guns Babes Lemonade
Actually, those album titles sum up my point better than anything else I could possibly say.

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