When it comes to music, we all have those songs that we love but yet we feel enough shame to keep it secret. When that special jam comes on, you look around to be sure that you are alone and then it gets you going like nobody's business. You may be standing in your cubicle at work having a musical "come to Jesus moment" or rocking down the interstate singing your heart out but in that moment, you are owning that $#!& and no one's going to ruin it for you.
Below, I am coming to terms with my shame. Channelling a simpler time, I am going old school with these jams. And, by old school, I mean the late 80's. So, join me and share in the comments your guilty musical pleasure. I won't judge you...out loud.
("We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off" - Jermaine Stewart)
Jermaine Stewart (RIP), singer/dancer/fashionista, gives us our first blast from the past. This song is the reason for this whole post because for the past two days, this song has been gently caressing my inner thoughts. Perhaps it is because I am ashamed of my oversized nipples and his recommendation of keeping one's clothes on, comforts me.
My favorite part of the video is the end in which he is directly facing the camera and a woman's hands are pulling at him and he coyly would rather stay singing than go off and make sweet love to his lady friend. Personally, I think that that speaks volumes but I will leave that open for artistic interpretation.
("Would I Lie To You" - Charles and Eddie)
Charles (RIP) and Eddie or, as I like to call them, the REAL Milli Vanilli really knew how to pose a deep question with an upbeat tempo. This song gives you melodic highs and lows and I'll tell you one thing, it has the emotional pull to really help make washing dishes eventful.
As I was on my magical, musical youtube journey, this song came on right when the soap lathered up enough to really plow into the dishes and now, those babies are on the rack, shining and shimmering. Sure, my hands may be pruned because I played this on repeat no less than 18 times but it was well worth it.
("Wishing Well" - Terrence Trent D'Arby)
Terrence Trent D'Arby's poster was once plastered over my Aunt's bedroom wall and for a while, I thought she had an odd fascination with Whoopi Goldberg. It wasn't until a few years later, when she was pregnant and considered naming her son Terrence or Trent that I realized that it wasn't Whoopi at all but rather a smooth, suave male crooner.
The two back up singers clad in perfectly bleached white turtlenecks and fake Ray-bans, as well as a couple of interspersed dance breaks really show you how groundbreaking this video was. Wherever, TTD'A is today, I hope that he is still sporting the braids.
So, there you have it. My symphonic shame has been laid out before you. Do I feel bad about it? No! Will I wake up tomorrow and feel awkward, possibly. But, it doesn't matter because I will just pick up my iPod, flick to my favorite play list and imaginary dance the hurt away.