"Guilty" Pleasures, Sing-Along Edition
First thing: no, I still don’t believe in guilty pleasures, although I have managed to identify a few that are truly guilty (anything by Chris Brown, “Blurred Lines”).
Second thing: there are a few lady singers whom I love not because their music is spectacular, but because their range nearly perfectly matches mine. This makes their songs perfect for singing along to in the car or anywhere.
Sheryl Crow is one of these ladies, and she is playing the State Fair tonight. I have a soft spot for a few of her songs: “Strong Enough” and “My Favorite Mistake” are my top two, for sure. Do I love these songs or just love singing along to them? Does it matter?
The thing about Sheryl Crow is that it is patently uncool to admit even an inkling of respect for her. “Oh, Sheryl Crow is playing tomorrow?” I said to friends with a hint of interest, who stared back at me with looks of disbelief. She falls into the category of music I can only secretly like because it’s not even ironically funny to enjoy it.
All of this led me to search “why do people hate Sheryl Crow” and I found a lot of GREAT reasons like her “horse face” and “bad” pictures of her in a bikini. “Bland crappiness” was the only reason that I really understood, even if I disagree.
So here’s to Sheryl Crow: lady, I might not be willing to shell out $40 to see you at the fair but I’ll still rock out to you in the car.