#30DaySongChallenge

I have a certifiably unhealthy obsession with sad songs.  I think they’re the most beautiful things that human beings create, and I think you can learn far more truth about the complex, convoluted tragicomedy that is human life and community from sad songs than from all the rest of our creations combined.  Among the reasons…

Since I started doing this Challenge regularly each summer, I’ve learned to loosen my grip a bit on categories like “favorite” and “least favorite” when it comes to songs, if only to avoid simply reproducing the same picks every year.  That’s been a good lesson to learn, really.  Kind of like when you learn that…

The hardest thing about picking a “least favorite” song, in my view, is that the pick needs to be something that you actually hear on a semi-regular basis.  There are entire genres of music that I don’t like and don’t voluntarily listen to–experimental jazz, death metal, most jam-bandy stuff, any of that godforsaken Celtic noise that…

I’m just going to go ahead and concede that I am also guilty of all the things I make fun of in this post. My pick for today is the song that everyone loves to ridicule while also acting ridiculous.  I don’t know if there is an official organization for professional wedding/reunion/conference DJ’s– if not,…

I’ll go ahead and concede, right here at the beginning, that I’m probably being more than a little unfair to my song-pick for today.  For the most part, I actually think it’s a good song: catchy, peppy, eminently danceable, and with a winning hook. And yet, alas, it annoys the ever-living crap out of me….