Day 13: A Song that is a Guilty Pleasure

Greetings.

It has been too long, my friends, we must catch up. I will admit that I have tried writing this a couple times and still haven't come up with any quality ideas, so I'm settling on this one. A song that is a guilty pleasure is...

Plain White T's "1, 2, 3, 4." Plain White T's have been criticized as uninspired, precocious, empty, and flat. None of which I will argue against. My personal favorite review reads, "Plain White T's are ultimately as bland and banal as the clothing they take their name from." Ouch. However, this song is fun. The lyrics are fairly weak and hang on the whole 1, 2, 3, 4 premise, but they're sweet, and the melody is cute. And if I like to listen to a song, then screw all of the critics.

In general, I am not ashamed of the music that I listen to. [Except for the few Nickelback songs on my iPod. Shh. Those are really old.]  If you like the song, listen to it. If you don't like the song [even if it is an award-winning masterpiece] don't listen to it. Music is supposed to make you happy, or sad, or thoughtful, or angry, not annoy you. I don't listen to Britney Spears because I hate her voice. You don't listen to country because the sound of the banjo drives you crazy. That's fine. Go for it.

So. Here's to ignoring the critics, listening to music that you actually like, and those two Nickelback songs on just about everybody's iPod. Now, get out of here.