My deepest, darkest secret

Back in the day, when I was young and naive, when I didn’t understand the consequences of my actions, when I still hadn’t mastered Long Division, I liked New Kids on the Block.

There, I said it.

I feel much better now.

Thats not much of a deep dark secret. That’s just hormones, and a bad taste in music :wink:

It’s a common theme through anyones formative years.

Did I mention I’m a guy?!

Poor friedo! I have a secret, too. I never liked NKOTB. Nope, never. And I should have too because all my friends did and it was the “in” thing. Nope, never liked 'em. My sister sure did though. :smiley:

friedo,

It could be worse. My deep dark secret is that I know all of the NKOTB songs by heart, and can sing most of them on command. Same with Whitney Huston (but only her old “Greatest Love of All” era stuff).

I am a boy, and my eldest sister played them nonstop. At least I don’t dream of them.

Anymore…

jb

Ahhh, the perils of newbie-ism.

Ok, then it’s just a bad taste in ‘music’.

I have a worse one for you. The only way my sister was able to get me to sleep when I was a baby was to play the entire “Bat out of Hell” album by Meatloaf.

And that’s worse how? I actually like Meatloaf. Always have.

Oh, man…ohhh, mannnnnn…

Sometimes when I’m nervous…I stick my fingers in my armpits and smell them like this…sniiiiiiiiff.

I want to be a S U P E R S T A R

its worse when your a 4 year old walking around a playground singing 2 out of 3 ain’t Bad. I didnt say the album was bad.

secretly I like the album, and sometimes I putit on if I’m having trouble sleeping :wink:
I still have the original vinyl my sister used to play

Well, there are worse places to stick a finger - but lets not go there…

Hmmm… for some reason I have the guitar solo from Bat out of Hell playing in my head.

*singing

Like a bat outta hell, I’lll be gone when the morning comes…

[searches for oversized white hankey]

Me too. So much that I spent New Year’s Eve (1990?) at a NKOTB concert. (I was in my early 20s.)

I’m SO ashamed. I haven’t even mentioned this to my husband. It would be legitimate grounds for divorce! :wink:

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…

So thats what it means. I’ve often wondered why I see my son do that. Must be a male thing :wink:

Aging myself a bit here… I used to like the Bay City Rollers… AHHHHHHH

I’d much rather have “Lemme sleep on it, baby baby let me sleep on it” running through my head than “Have a funky funky christmas” or “oh ohhhh ohhh ohhhh oh, hangin’ tough!”

Boy if a post ever fit a board…
cha ching…300 here i come!

Once, for Mother’s day I took my mom to a Michael Bolton concert, just to be nice don’tcha know. I liked it. I bought the album. I even went to another concert because I wanted too. Here’s the worst part… I waited in line 6 hours to get tickets. To a Michael Bolton concert. Remember, with your dollars there is hope

I even had albums.

I had “Hangin’ Tough” on vynil, and “Face the Music” and “Step by Step” on cassette.

Ohhhhhhh the shame!

Not to be outdone…

I once went to a Barry Manilow concert with a female acquaintance, her two sisters, her brother and sister-in-law, AND her parents.

And then (shudder) I enjoyed the concert!