Thanks to a blog I found recently, I am pondering my musical guilty pleasures. I think for the purposes of this list, five should be plenty. Although I'm sure that my guilty pleasures list of music could be far longer and shittier than many folks' lists.

First there's Kelly Clarkson. That song "Walk Away" is catchy as shit. Even though she came from American Idol, I can get past that. The song reminds me of Jefferson Starship, if that doesn't date me enough.

Another bad one for me is Nick Lachey. That new cd is really quite good, although it's hard to listen to when everyone else in the kitchen is saying "Hey faggot. Why are you listsening to THIS?" It's tough to be your own person though.

I have only given this about five minutes of thought, but I'm gonna say that my biggest musical guilty pleasure is hair bands. Whether it be Cinderella, LA Guns, Winger, Def Leppard, Warrant, White Lion, Lita Ford, Nelson, Great White, Tesla, Poison or anyone else, I've probably got it in a playlist titled "Radiohead" so I won't seem like such a dork if anyone picks up my iPod.

I've really gotten into Johnny Cash in the last couple of years, although I guess that's not a guilty pleasure since he was an American Legend. So, in the same genre of country, let's go with Shania Twain and The Dixie Chicks. Guilty enough for ya?

And finally, I would have to say that a good one that really still stays with me is Hootie and The Blowfish's "Crack'd Rear View." Say what you want. I don't care. That CD didn't sell 15 million copies because it blew donkey balls. Is it cheesy? Maybe. Are they cheesy? Maybe.

But I like the cd and thanks to that Wozniak fella and his friends at Apple, I can carry these beauties around with me wherever I go.

Next up will be some more guilty pleasures. If it's not a Thursday Thirteen, then maybe it'll be a whole list of stuff that make up the guilty pleasures in my life.