I'd like to think I don't have music guilty pleasures. When people would ask me I would say Diana Ross, which really wasn't a guilty pleasure at all. I don't care who knows that I like Diana Ross. I've never been one to be ashamed of the music I listen to. . . until now.

Every Saturday I look forward to SNL. A few weeks ago a rerun was on with Bruno Mars hosting and as the musical guest. He was funny. I think it was one of the best episodes of SNL from last season. Even though I liked his skits I wasn't looking forward to him playing music. I've hated every song of his I've heard. The grenade song is awful. It has some of the worst lyrics to any song I've ever heard.

I normally would have just changed the channel, but I kept it on. I was probably getting a pop out of the fridge or something. I can't think of any other logical explanation of why I would have watched him besides an ice cold DP was calling my name and I was in too big of a hurry to crack it open and feel that ice cold burn in my throat.

Long story short, I watched Bruno Mars perform "Locked Out of Heaven" and I really liked it. Am I embarrassed that I like it. . . yeah I am a little. But it's catchy as hell and it's really not that bad of a song.