Guilty Pleasures


Okay. We're not talking about the stuff that will get you arrested. Or that causes pain to man or beast. Just the kind of habit that might earn you the consternation of your friends, colleagues, or audiophile buddies.

What slightly bizarre behavior gives you that twinge of guilt. Is it that you still enjoy disco? Do you have the entire Barry Manilow catalog? Do you occasionally put dirty records on the table without washing them first? Are all your friends into grunge, while you're a closet cool jazz freak? Is Britney your idol? Or the Backstreet Boys?

Time to 'fess up. The music police have you under surveillance.
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Green Hill Productions smooth jazz remakes. Sam Levine, Jack Jezzro, and others create some extraordinary elevator music together. The music police seem to frown on this type of activity, but I don't think it is actually illegal. At least I hope not.

Green Hill Music Website
O.K., I admit it, on rare occasions I'll play Micheal Jackson's Thriller. My friends would cringe, but, I think it's just well done pop. I've been getting a bit crap lately for playing Sam Cooke?
The LP version of MC 900 Foot Jesus doing "Born With Monkey Asses" . One listen and I am reminded that there are definitly people more out of it than I will ever be.
After a couple of bowls of kava, everything sounds good,
but I have a hard time walking across the room to change the disk.