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They whose guilt within their bosom lies, imagine every eye beholds their blame.


Here's a nice Sunday image of an empty jetty down on the Sandy Bay/Battery Point border.

Someone was going on the other day about music that constituted a 'guilty pleasure', and then cited three or for acts that I just consider a pleasure. So, for the record, I'd like to state that I am happy to admit that I enjoy Carly Simon's Jesse very much. Moreover, I take delight in Rick Springfield's Jessie's Girl, and happen to think that Dragon are pretty good.

I can't see why any such admission would bring forth embarrassment.

Do you have any guilty pleasures? Or maybe you know of people that do, but for which you carry no guilt. Feel free to share.

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USelaine said…
Finding Nemo. I've watched about half a dozen times in the past year, and I'll be fifty on the tenth. Count me as guilty.
Anonymous said…
The movie Showgirls. It's now O.K. to say you like Showgirls, but it wasn't always so. I've done hard time defending that film.
Miles McClagan said…
I live without musical shame - I don't believe in gps, and I never will, I live in a liberated world...

Besides which, most of the things I would have been embarrassed in a gp world to fess to - Nik Kershaw, Rodney Dangerfield, Bananarama, La Spears, the ending of Teenwolf - all are apparently on upswings of cultural popularity...

And most of the things I'm meant to like, like The Chaser, I hate absolutely, so I'm a free spirit!
KL said…
Yes, I have one. I love cooking and eating food; I take much pleasure and delight in food. And, whenever I do it (which is often), I feel guilty about innumerable people going hungry. This might be sounding cliche, but it is my true feeling :-(.
Anonymous said…
I love The Carpenters.
Anonymous said…
Herb Albert and his Tijuana Brass is one of my all time favorites and yet not ancient. I like Glenn Miller too.

Not sure how to answer this but I also liked Dancing With Wolves. I liked to dance on sunshine a few years ago.

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I wrote in my Memories blog about the roads of my youth and how they were to travel in the winter time.
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, I saw Nemo at the pictures years before I had any kinds. I've seen it a couple of times since and would happily watch it again.

Nothing to be guilty about there!
Kris McCracken said…
Pasadena Adjacent, Showgirls? Now you're pushing it!

Is it okay to like that now? Hmmm.

My favourite line is (from memory here, and I only saw the movie once long ago) "I'M NOT A PROSTITUTE" (leans over and vomits.)

I never worked out why she vomits.
Kris McCracken said…
Miles, I am a bit the same I think. For the record: Nik Kershaw (no), Rodney Dangerfield (small doses), Bananarama (tick), La Spears (tick), the ending of Teenwolf (only the original).

I used to hate the Chaser, then I liked it, now I can't be bothered with it.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I see what you're saying, but I think you need only feel ashamed if you're wasting food.
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, I have space in my heart for The Carpenters. Close to You, We've Only Just Begun, Rainy Days and Mondays, Superstar, Hurting Each Other, Solitaire, Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft, and Top of the World all feature on various mix tapes in my mind.

The only thing that bothers me about them is the slightly incestuous vibe to some of the love songs.
G. B. Miller said…
Children's music.

Specifically, the stuff that came out in the 70's (Schoolhouse Rock, etc.)

That is my one guilty pleasure.
Kris McCracken said…
Georgie B, I have had a kid's song called "The Gumtree Family" stuck in my head for two weeks, only to have it replaced by "Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush" today, which I am regretting teaching Henry...

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