My Top Ten Guilty Pleasures - British Songs

We all think our music taste is the best, and most of us try and somehow inflict that taste on out friends, or in the case of blogging, on total strangers.

I am very confident in my music taste, thinking it is solid, with artists who are talented, and definitely acceptable to most people’s ears. But, everyone, including me, has those little gems hidden away somewhere, that they may not be quite so proud of.

Call them what you will, but for the means of this post, we are referring to them as Guilty Pleasures, and here are my Top Ten British Songs which I love, but maybe will get stick for…

They’re back, they still mime after all these years, and their songs are cheesy as hell, but I love this song. It may be sentimental claptrap but there’s something magical about it that I never get bored of.

Everyone loved this song at first, but then they turned, and started to hate it. The problem is, I didn’t follow them, and instead carried on adoring it. It’s a gorgeous song, with great lyrics, and I don’t even mind Blunt’s whining voice.

I’m not old enough to have been around when this came out, but I still like the song. It came with a film, and a healthy dose of optimism and happiness which is sadly lacking in this day and age.

Craif David is a tool, I’ll give you that, but this song still gets me listening every time it comes on the radio. I do start to imagine the Bo Selecta character rather than the reality, but sorry, this song rocks.

An oldie but a goodie, this song was released for the Eurovision Song Contest, the ultimate display of pop crapiness. But it’s good, it’s poppy, and after one listen, I can’t get it out of my head.

Some of you will wonder why this is a guilty pleasure, but Dido is a bit crap now. At the time though, I loved this song, and I still do. Eminem nicked the main lyrical riff for Stan, but I prefer the original.

Damn, there’s just no good thing about that sentence above: Elton John AND Blue! But I love it, prefer it to the original, and could listen to it on repeat.

Yes, it’s cheesy as hell, I know this, and so do you, but again I love it. I hated his first song, the one he recorded in his bedroom, but this song has heartfelt lyrics, and flows really well.

Phil Collins is actually getting a bit of a resurgence due to that ape video for Cadburys chocolate, but at the end of the day he’s still classed as crap. This song however, floats my boat every time I hear it.

Another Eurovision entry, this one from the 80s. I actually remember it being performed at the time, and maybe the reason I still like it is because of Cheryl Baker showing her knickers.

There, it’s out, I’ve embarrassed myself, and now it’s time for me to go and hide somewhere while you all rip apart my terrible lapses in to musical cheesiness. Try not to be too harsh won’t you?