I'm still ashamed I bought the Wilson Phillips album.
Ahaha! I had that one, too, though I disposed of it years ago. My brother will deny it now, but we totally co-owned Richard Marx - the one with "Right Here Waiting" on it.
I don't exactly have tommyrot's phenomenon going on, but there's some of my middle school music I'd rather listen than HS/college. For example, I'd rather listen to NKOTB than Pearl Jam. Unless you're talking early PJ compared to late NKOTB, then it's a tossup.
My big musical skeletons in the closet are lots and lots of fusion, art rock, and (to a lesser extent) Tangerine Dream/Jean-Michel Jarre type synthesized space rock. Some of the art rock still sounds good (I'm a huge King Crimson fan to this day), but I haven't dared the fusion in a long, long time.
How'd you like Dean's prog rock Roger Dean inspired freakout in the last Venture Brothers?
The last time I tried any Yes or Emerson, Lake & Palmer, I couldn't believe I had ever been into the stuff (the latter more than the former).
I still love catching "I've Seen All Good People" and "Roundabout" on the radio.
I've Seen All Good People by Susanna Hoffs and Matthew Sweet.
The closest thing I have to a decry musical shame is my deep love of Neal Diamond.
I own a lot of stuff now I'd have been DEAD before owning in high school.
Yes. Not the MCR, obviously, but I still kinda reflexively wince at owning stuff by Cobra Starship. And I'm still a little appalled that I have songs by both Justin Timberlake AND Brittany Spears. (Both of which are Plei's fault. I BLAME HER.)
How'd you like Dean's prog rock Roger Dean inspired freakout in the last Venture Brothers?
Flashback city. In many ways.
whistles innocently
Brittany Spears
Well, at least you proved you're not a real fan since her name is spelled Britney :)
Well, at least you proved you're not a real fan since her name is spelled Britney :)
It is? Huh. All I know is that on her last tour she had a giant pink & black croquet mallet that should be MINE, dammit.
All I know is that on her last tour she had a giant pink & black croquet mallet that should be MINE, dammit.
I shudder to think what she did with it.