'Fessing up

I have a dodgy past. Very dodgy. I rarely talk about it, for fear of mockery. My dodgy past was also a no-talk during my music school studies, obviously.
So what was my crime? I was a die hard, plastered the walls with posters, screaming at concerts Backstreet Boys fan. So if you just pick up your jaw from the floor now and don't panick... *lol*
It started very innocently, as a rebellion. The "cool" kids in my school listened to REM and Smashing Pumpkins, and I always wanted to do the opposite, to make a statement. So yeah... Picked Backstreet Boys. So did my best friend (she lurks around here somewhere by the name of Eileen). Of course, it didn't help with them being dreeeamy boys also.. *ahem*
Anyway, this was back in 1997. I was... 13?
Things spiralled a bit out of control back then. Eileen and I spent all our money on magazines that had posters and such, and had a bit of a competition going on for having the most posters on our walls. But Eileen's mum, unlike mine, was completely loco for BSB also, so Eileen won the contest easily.
But OK, I lied about the screaming at concerts thing. I didn't scream. Well, I did at the first one I went to (I've been to four), but that only made me dizzy and lost me my voice afterwards, so I learned the hard way.
But we had a lot of fun at those concerts. It was a period where Eileen and I spent a lot of money on seeing everyone we liked in concert, and we got very mosh-pit savvy after a while. One of the funniest memories I have, is our plans for how to get into the hotel BSB were staying. We seriously planned on making the 1000 NOK we needed for one night at the hotel by writing dirty stories for dirty magazines. Unfortunately I was unable to be dirty like that. Eileen? I'm not sure. Or, pretty sure she was able to, but she didn't want to show me any of her dirty stories. *LMAO*
I wasn't half as crazy as some of the worst German fans the Backstreet Boys had. But I had German relatives who knew I liked BSB. And there was a whole lot more insane merchandise in Germany than here. Unfortunately, I say now, because I find it pretty embarassing having BSB bed sheets and puzzle and paint-by-numbers... But back then I was the queen of cool and caught up a bit to Eileen and the having-the-most-BSB-items contest of ours.

I can't believe I'm typing all this. I still find it extremely embarassing. And Love loves mocking me about it. But I'm not chucking away my cds. I mean, they're cheesy and all, but it's... memories?
But... the reason why I got into this now? Got the new cd today, "Never Gone". And I'm giddy like a little girl again. I'm completely loving it! It's not exactly totally different from the old BSB, but it's a new, fresher sound. Not so much eJay-like. It's pop, of course. But there's nothing illegal with pop. And I should have no guilty feelings for my taste in music, it varies from metal to classical to... obviously, pop.
And I am not ashamed of liking this album :)
But hey... we all have our dirty secrets, haven't we? We all have that one CD we hide away from visitors and perhaps Loves also. We all have our guilty pleasure. I guess this is mine?

Oh, and Eileen? I am so definitively in on the concert. September 29th? I'll make sure to keep the date free.