1. Name one song you hate to admit you like.
There are so many. Just tonight I was trying to hide iPod from view so the cool guy waiting near me at the bus stop wouldn’t see that I was bopping to “All the Small Things” by Blink 182.
2. Name two songs that always make you cry.
People actually cry from songs? Seriously, people. I mean, sure, if your boyfriend has just dumped you and you’re listening to the Smiths, maybe. But I don’t think a song on its own has ever made me weep. I guess if I had to answer I’d say Ani Difranco’s “Untouchable Face” and U2’s “One” make me choke up a little bit. A very little.
3. Name three songs that turn you on.
REM’s “What’s the Frequency, Kenneth?”, Depeche Mode’s “Personal Jesus”, and Indigo Girls’ “Romeo and Juliet”.
4. Name four songs that always make you feel good.
“See a Little Light” by Bob Mould, “I Won’t Be Your Yoko Ono” by Dar Williams, “Fight Test” by Flaming Lips, and “New York City” by Cub.
5. Name five songs you couldn’t ever do without.
What, in addition to all the ones I’ve just named? Let’s see… “Like a Prayer” by Madonna, “Knowing Me Knowing You” by ABBA, “Say Goodbye” by Dave Matthews Band, “Islands in the Stream” by Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton, and “The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead” by XTC. Man, I didn’t realize I was such a fan of pop music. I guess everybody likes to think of themselves as a “serious” and discerning fan, but I can’t hide behind that anymore. I am an unabashed crappy pop music whore.