So I was riding to work the other morning, satellite radio jamming, and I heard the familiar guitar licks of one of my favorite songs, Princes "Lets Go Crazy." My happiness, to my dismay, was short-lived. Once the vocals started, and the voice of Brandon Boyd, lead singer on Incubus, started, I quickly realized that Prince had become yet another victim to cover-song-itis. A disease that has been around forever and shows no signs of slowing down. Ironically enough, the very next song was a remake of the WHAM! emo-hit, "Careless Whisper." My first thought was do we really need covers of George Michael songs floating around and melting the minds of another generation?? But there is a bigger, more serious issue here: Are cover songs a good thing? Is imitation really the best form of flattery? The answer appears to be yes and no.
We all have one song we know we shouldnt like but do anyway. So, here it goes.. I think I am about to lose some credibility. Assuming that I even had any with you, the fearless readers, to begin with.
I like Katy Perrys song "Waking up in Vegas." There. I said it. The truth is out. Do with it what you will. I cant help it. I dont like Katy Perry. I dont like most pop music thats out there today. With acts like Lady Ga(g) Ga(g), the Jonas Brothers and Miley Cyrus roaming the pop currents like a great white taking out baby seals on Shark Week, I try to avoid those waters at all costs. Yet, somehow, there seems to be that stray pop tune that makes it through my defenses, and becomes the guilty pleasure I cant seem to get enough of.