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Encouraged by Andy Warhol, photographer Leee Black Childers captured Rock and Rollers, celebrities, and the interesting characters that passed through The Factory, various rock clubs, and down dirty alleyways. Originally a tour manager for rock acts, he had rare access to a cool creative class of the 1970’s and 80’s, but wanted to be a photographer. Andy Warhol said to him, “Say you’re a photographer, and you’re a photographer”, so he was a photographer.

Sadly he passed away last week, but will be remembered for his (mostly black and white) portraits of Debbie Harry, Patti Smith, Lou Reed, David Bowie, Iggy Pop, and The Sex Pistols. His 2012 book, Drag Queens, Rent Boys, Pick Pockets, Junkies, Rockstars and Punks captures this amazing underground society that few got to see in person.

Above: Photograph of Iggy Pop by Leee Black Childers

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Last week, the entire Jagmin family spent a week at a beautiful beach house in Michigan. One evening, a group of us sat around the dining table to play Phase Ten, and my 21 year old nephew hooked up his ipod to some speakers so we could all listen to some music. I think that we all expected a little rap, or a lot of electric guitar, but instead, John Denver’s, Thank God, I’m a Country Boy came on as the first selection. Maybe he thought it was was the old folks around the table wanted to hear, but it was somewhat of a shock to hear his choice. Of course, everyone started singing along, and it surprised no one that we all knew the words. My nephew’s odd choices kept coming… Men at Work, George Michael, and Madness (what is this? The Olympics Closing Ceremonies!) followed. As we continued singing along, it got me thinking about those songs that no one should like, but can’t help yourself. You just hate loving them.

So, I’m fessing up. I have been keeping these songs behind closed doors for too long. I am outing myself, and some (believe me, there are a lot more!) of my great, terrible choices. My requirements for a secret, guilty pleasurable song are easy; the song has to be fun, the lyrics; simple and repetitive (maybe even a bit annoying), catchy… a song you can’t get out of your head, and lastly, but most importantly… a bit embarrassing. If you are enjoying to one of these songs, you will most definitely turn beet red when someone sees your enjoyment. Here are my five embarrassing wonderful selections.

  1. One of my favorite radio stations in Phoenix plays old school rap and hip hop, some disco, along with “urban beat” choices, and I always give it a listen when I get in my car. I think the station plays You Dropped A Bomb On Me, by the Gap Band every day, and that is okay with me. In the privacy of my car, I can auto dance and get a little workout.
  2. That same radio station also seems to love Cameo’s Word Up. They play it an awful lot. Others might cringe and quickly turn the channel, but I just crank it up, and hope that the person in the next car over doesn’t roll their eyes. By the way, I am anxiously awaiting the cod piece trend to take the world by storm any day now!
  3. While in college, I was a bit of a punk rocker. I proudly listened to The Sex Pistols, The Damned, The Vibrators, and The Patti Smith Group, but secretly… behind my roommate’s watchful ears, I listened to Hall and Oates. A bit of a leap from Johnny Rotten to blue-eyed soul. Kiss On My List is still etched in my brain as one of my favorite pop songs. I will bet your leather jacket and safety pin earrings that you will enjoy the song!
  4. I have only one thing to say about Mama Said Knock You Out. L.L. Cool J’s song is just pure great awesomeness. Please, Mr. Cool J… stop acting, and get back to singing!
  5. For my last choice, I had a very hard time choosing. Immediately, I thought about Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake, or Sir Mix-A-Lot’s, Baby Got Back… but, they were too good and have moved on to cult classic status. Rick James should surely be thrown in this mix. I thought about something from En Vouge, but they were actually a group that should get more recognition for their great singing…  and I would not be embarrassed to listen with those ladies with friends. So, I dug deeper and remembered Salt n Peppa’s, Push It. I despised the song when it was first released. But now… ahhhh… ignorant bliss.

Now that you know my deep dark secrets, the next time you come into the room, I won’t pretend that I am always listening to Wilco, and will own up to my guilty pleasures!

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