8 Guilty Pleasure Bands ...

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I believe in a thing called love, baby. I was hooked on these guys the first time I saw their cheese-tastic video. I don’t like to let anyone know it because they are so very cheese-tastic -- plus, well, isn’t this their hit? I should have added them to my one-hit wonder list…

Yeah, I said it. I don’t mean now, either, I like them best way back when. I still have the songs from their first two albums memorized -- and sometime I get my Joey McIntyre doll out and make him serenade me. I still have his baseball hat and everything, because I loved me some little Joey -- and heck, he’s still a hottie! Jordan’s turned into a major d-bag though, and doesn’t seem to know it.

This is a guilty pleasure only because my fiancee and assorted friends make fun of me rigorously whenever I rock out to the Moody Blues. On the plus side, both my parents and my in-laws to be totally agree with me that this band is awesome. Score! Oh wait…

I’m a total daydream believer, y’all. I got into the Monkees way back when, going through my mom’s old records. I’m not quite as into Davy Jones as Marcia Brady, but he’s cute in a teeny tiny Hobbit kind of way. Besides, that voice is just precious.

Oh man. When I think of all the hours I lost as a moody teenager, shut away in my room, brooding to “Champagne Supernova,” “Wonderwall,” “Morning Glory,” and “Cast No Shadow,” I could just cry. In my defense, (What’s the Story) Morning Glory? was the only album I was ever crazy about, but still. …I’m still crazy about it.

I know, I know. You know what’s really guilty pleasure worthy? I got into them when they appeared on Flavor of Love. Right? I have nothing to say for myself -- except just shake, chica, shake, shake!

Again, this is only a guilty pleasure because my Better Half totally makes fun of me for my passionate love of Billy -- at least until “Only the Good Die Young” was recently featured on glee. How do you like that? Funny story: I became a fan when “For the Longest Time” was featured on the Chipmunks cartoon. I loved the Chipmunks.

I guess the Boys just aren’t cool anymore. I don’t care though. I still think Pet Sounds is one of the best albums ever. My dad is responsible for my Beach Boys love -- he used to jam out crazy on his drums while I sang along. On my StarStage.

I know y’all have some secrets too. Don’t leave me hanging out here all by myself. I showed you mine, now you show me yours: are there any cringe-worthy bands or singers you love jamming out to in private?

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