Admittedly I've liked a couple of Girls Aloud tracks in my time. It might have something to do with the fact that a few of the videos depict them wearing very little clothing… but the tunes grooved along nicely enough too!

It's pointless and actually a little childish to worry about others' taste in music… there's always going to be enough variety to float everyone's boat. When we define a certain type of music or a particular song as 'rubbish' we erect an instant barrier between ourselves and the people who may really enjoy it. We create an instant opinion of that person… which is, frankly, ridiculous.

One of my wife’s favourite songs is ‘Islands in the Stream’ as sung by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton. Uncool? Probably…. But who gives a flying f**k about ‘cool’. When that songs plays, she’s happy. It makes her smile.

Similarly, if I like a piece of music, I like it. Simple. OK, as a musician, I tend to pull tracks apart a little because I like to see how they’re constructed but I don’t feel obliged to like something because it’s considered to be good by someone else. And I can’t feel ashamed about liking something not present in their iPod playlist either.

So… guilty pleasures? Nope… none.

Admittedly I've liked a couple of Girls Aloud tracks in my time. It might have something to do with the fact that a few of the videos depict them wearing very little clothing… but the tunes grooved along nicely enough too!

It's pointless and actually a little childish to worry about others' taste in music… there's always going to be enough variety to float everyone's boat. When we define a certain type of music or a particular song as 'rubbish' we erect an instant barrier between ourselves and the people who may really enjoy it. We create an instant opinion of that person… which is, frankly, ridiculous.

One of my wife’s favourite songs is ‘Islands in the Stream’ as sung by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton. Uncool? Probably…. But who gives a flying f**k about ‘cool’. When that songs plays, she’s happy. It makes her smile.

Similarly, if I like a piece of music, I like it. Simple. OK, as a musician, I tend to pull tracks apart a little because I like to see how they’re constructed but I don’t feel obliged to like something because it’s considered to be good by someone else. And I can’t feel ashamed about liking something not present in their iPod playlist either.

So… guilty pleasures? Nope… none.