h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Yes yes, I'm not the last to admit I've made some mistakes in my period of being ("Am too!" - "Am not!"), so here's a nice little 'top-of-my-head' list of one of things I care most passionately about: Music.

Without further ado, a final proof that I *am* able to overcome denial: CD's I regret ever buying (chronologically):

1. Middle of Nowhere, HANSON - My biggest blunder. Ever. I don't know, I was ten years old and had my own money to spend and 'Mmmbop' was a big hit at the time. It just happened, okay? To this day, I have never listened to more than two songs on it.

2. Always, MICHAEL BALL - Yes, I'm "man" enough to admit it now; I never liked this album. I just kept listening to it because I felt I ought to, though it's just a compliation of lesser versions of old jazz and Elvis songs.

3. Experiment, MANDY PATINKIN - Okay, so I liked him in Chicago Hope, and I absolutely adore his name... But that doesn't mean I have to like his nasal, squeaky voice singing slowed-down showtunes. My mother keeps telling me he got the best version of 'Poisoning pigeons in the park' ever, pity it isn't on this album.

4. Full Anthems & Organ Music, HENRY PURCELL - I'm able to like classical music, I really am. Bach and Beethoven, now we're talkin'. At least I found out I'm not into religious organ music. Whew.

5. Pointless Nostalgic, JAMIE CULLUM - After a long time of drawn-out denial, I confess there's nothing that bores me more than Cullum jazz. I only bought this album because I was one of the few Norwegians at that time that had heard about this guy (now everybody loves him and I'm nothing special), plus I still think his version of 'I could have danced all night' is the best version ever. Pity it isn't on this album.

That's all I can think of now. Just remember: Don't make the same mistakes as I did, kids.