30 Day Music Challenge: Day Twenty Eight

Day 28: A Song That Makes You Feel Guilty

This is a very strange question – I presume it doesn’t refer to guilty pleasures as I’ve already done that one! So something that makes you physically feel guilty then – interesting concept… To be honest, I don’t feel guilty about a whole lot these days – it’s been a long time since I’ve done anything that caused serious guilt. I’m not saying I’m an angel, far from it, but I do tend to behave reasonably well these days – I had my fill of inappropriate relationships a long time back and I’ve never much been into petty theft, drug taking or anything vaguely illegal. The nearest I get to misbehaving is the odd occasion where I drink too much but even that’s increasingly rare these days – I’m getting very boring in my old age evidently!

So what does make me feel guilty? Well in a strange way – music does. I always feel like somewhat of a late starter when it comes to knowing about bands – I own a considerable amount of music and listen to even more but there is so much fabulous music out there that I’m just utterly ignorant about. It’s likely I’m being too harsh on myself here – no-one can ever hope to live long enough listen to all the music that’s ever been produced for a start! I can let myself off the hook for not knowing about a band but I’m also guilty of glibly saying that I love a band or an artist on the basis of one song and then never bothering to look into anything else they’ve done. Which sometimes is acceptable – they could only have one good song – but I do feel I should make more of an effort when it comes to knowing about music, if only to not sound like an idiot in the company of more musically geeky people.

She’s Lost Control by Joy Division is a fabulous, haunting, brilliant song but the first time I heard it was whilst watching Control – the film about Ian Curtis’ life – about two months ago. Even worse, I’d had the DVD sitting on my desk for two years gathering dust. I can now legitimately say I love Joy Division (having listened to their entire back catalogue out of shame) but this song does make me feel guilty for not having done so earlier.

“Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She’s lost control.
And she’s clinging to the nearest passer by,
She’s lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I’ve lost control again,
And a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I’ve lost control again”


30 Day Music Challenge: Day Thirteen

Day Thirteen: A Song That Is A Guilty Pleasure

This question made me laugh out loud – as hard as I try to expand my musical horizons a lot of my music collection is made up of guilty pleasures! do like to listen to a lot of rubbish music – it ranges from 80’s cheese to 90’s dance to Lady Gaga. And although I say rubbish I don’t mean it – in my opinion there’s actually a lot of room in the world for bouncy, happy mainstream pop. For example, my friend Ness wrote a brilliant post yesterday about S-Club 7’s Reach – a song which I defy anyone not to sing and dance along to, however much of a hipster they think they are! 
This leads into a more important theme actually and one of the most useful things I discovered when I went to uni was that being “cool” didn’t matter anymore. I’ve never been that sort of girl anyway – at secondary school I sported braces and a haircut which made me look like a boy… Even when I lost the braces and discovered a decent hairdresser I never particularly fit in. Then I went to Durham and fitting in ceased to matter – being myself was just fine! Dancing to S-Club 7 one night and Metallica the next night was perfectly acceptable along with dressing like the abominable snowman, getting over-excited about castles and not doing sport. 
Being an adult (supposedly) and living in the real world isn’t the same – people are ridiculously judgemental about other people’s appearances, taste in music or political views but I do find it a lot easier not to care these days. The benefits of a liberal education perhaps? Or just that I am lucky enough to still have a lot of people in my life who are good enough to love me the way I am – and who will still talk to me when I admit to still liking Britney Spears. Perhaps that’s appropriate actually – Britney is a prime example of the damage that our image-obsessed society can cause however I can’t help but like her music. So have a little bit of Stronger as my guilty pleasure du jour
“You might think that
I won’t make it on my own
But now I’m

Stronger than yesterday
Now it’s nothing but my way
My loneliness ain’t killing me no more
I am stronger

Than I ever thought
That I could be, baby”