I know that we are all grown ups here who realise that “guilty pleasures” is an oxymoron. If it’s a pleasure, why be guilty? But what if this pleasure is actually, unapologetically shite?
I started wondering about this tonight whilst watching BBC 4’s psychedelic night. Which features rather a lot of Incredible String Band
I love The Incredible String Band. But they are AWFUL really. I know this because putting them on for a second sends my wife out of the room swearing. She’s a kind tolerant woman, but the Incredible String Band makes her want to kick puppies.
So I feel guilty. I play the Incredible String Band, puppies get actually kicked by my wife.
When she plays U2 though…