I think my love of pop music is well documented, but less well known is how much I love bad pop music.
I think that we can all agree that crap pop music has a place in the world, can't we? I mean, it's not entirely despicable that I own Avril Levigne's first album is it? And I love and appreciate what the rest of the world calls "good" music. It's like the difference between a gourmet $15 hamburger and a Quarter Pounder. They're almost not the same thing and sometimes you have a craving for junk that can't be denied. Sometimes you just crave the bubble gum. You know, the more I think about it, the less convinced it's even a vice...
No comments:
Post a Comment