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There’s No Such Thing as a Musical Guilty Pleasure

This post was originally written as an editorial for Mind Equals Blown. The original can be viewed here.

I will just come out and say it: I love Kelly Clarkson. Yes, the same Kelly Clarkson who was crowned the first winner of American Idol and has churned out radio-ready hits like “Since U Been Gone” and “What Doesn’t Kill You (Stronger).” Girl’s got an amazing set of pipes and the uncanny ability to write album after album of relatable kiss-offs that are a perfect blend of smug apathy and biting, pointed criticism. In the past, I’d have defended my obsession with Clarkson with an apologetic shrug and the following line: “She’s my guilty pleasure.” Continue reading There’s No Such Thing as a Musical Guilty Pleasure