a month of guilty pleasure mondays: 70s

happy new year, y’all. nursing that hangover? well, if you want more pain, feel free to peruse my magical month of blatantly bad 70s songs. it will make your ears bleed.

but seriously, it’s a new year. it’s time to turn over a new leaf. one of the leaves i am working on is being kinder to the people out there in blog land. you know, the patient people who manage to endure my blatherings. (the people who probably wanted to smack me back in november.) hint: YOU.

and you know, all wasn’t horrid in 70s pop music. in fact, i have quite a few guilty pleasures. maybe you’ll like them, too? (then again, maybe you’ll laugh me off the face of the internet.)

so, all this month, i will try to feature songs i actually LURVE from the 1970s. of course, i run the risk of having people hate those, too.

but it’s my blog; and i’ll blather if i want to.

you’re welcome to put your polyester huck-a-poo shirt back on and take the ride.

and, as always, i take requests.