It’s the day before Halloween, which means you’re probably seeing some pretty freaky costumes at work already today. (Exhibit A: Please check out Tim Sackett’s Instagram feed at your earliest convenience.) FOT wants to add to the HR Freak Show this Halloween by sharing some of the most scary (also known as lame) music we’ve listened to while doing the good work we’re known to do.
Trick or Treat? Your call, FOT Nation.
(Hit us in the comments with your favorite guilty-pleasure music!)
Dawn Burke: So, I love music. All kinds. And let’s get a few things straight. If it makes me feel guilty and/or it is a pleasure then it can’t be all that bad. So here is what I got:
- Britney Spears “Womanizer”. Don’t like Britney – love “Womanizer”
- The Who’s “Tommy”…wait for it — BROADWAY VERSION. ta-da, jazz hands and scene.
- Michael Jackson: “Wanna Be Starting Something”. I defy you to not say ‘mama say mama sa ma ma-ku-sah”. Oh and “you’re and alien (?), you’re a vegetable (?).
- Toto: “Africa”: Like Kilimanjaro rising like an empress from the Sarengeti….
- And the greatest Men Without Hats: “Safety Dance”.
So much more cheesy, so little time.
Paul Hebert: Don’t know if it is lame or so super-awesome cool (Always a fine line right? Take hipster haircuts/beards/WarbyParker glasses), but when I need to get movin’ and grovin’ on a post, webinar or document, I flip the time machine to the 80s and fire up Rockpile “Seconds of Pleasure.” Hopefully not a commentary on my love life but this whole album is comprised of songs you can’t help but bounce to… “Teacher Teacher, If Sugar Was As Sweet As You, Pet You and Hold You, and When I Write the Book.” Listen and tell me you can sit still!
Kelly Dingee: Showtunes. Like Popular from Wicked. Or Seasons of Love from Rent. It’s bad… full on sing aloud kind of bad.
Kathy Rapp: “I’m bringing booty back. Go ‘head and tell them skinny b!tches that. No I’m just playing, I know you think you’re fat. But I’m here to tell you… Every inch of you is perfect from the bottom to the top.” Meghan Trainor, “All About That Bass.” Totally helps me justify the bean and cheese burrito I’m eating at my desk while working.
Tim Sackett: Meatloaf’s “I would do anything for love! (but I won’t do that)” Oh, No! I won’t do that!” I get really fired up at the end part when Lorraine Crosby sings the female lead part and she and Meatloaf go back and forth. Just some great lines, “Can you colourize my life, I’m so sick of black and white?”; “Will you hose me down with holy water, if I get too hot?” I mean who doesn’t love a nice rock opera in their work day!?
Steve Boese: I will take the credit and/or blame for starting this conversation as it was my initial admission to rocking out to my Sarah McLachlan “Fumbling Towards Ecstasy” CD (yes I still have CDs, I am old and boring), while grinding away on some work a few weeks back. Sarah was awesome until recently when it is just about impossible to hear one of her tunes and not see images of abused puppies in your head.
On a lighter note, I will submit “Jumper” from Third Eye Blind as one that you can’t help but lock on to when it comes on.
“Everyone’s got to face down the demons. Maybe today.”
RJ Morris: I refuse to get embarrassed about my musical tastes, although KD and Sackett are sure to hammer me for listing “Don’t Stop Believin’” by Journey as a song that seems to pop up pretty frequently on the playlist. Show me anybody in their 40’s who hasn’t rocked these lyrics:
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
In HR, God knows some were born to just sing the blues.
John Whitaker: Lame???? I have no “lame” music in my repertoire; it’s much better described as “eccentric,” or even “nostalgic” if you must. Which brings me to Rick Astley. On more than one occasion I’ve “Rick-rolled” myself. As a stand-up-desk guy, I’m ready to don the tan trenchcoat at a moment’s notice, so I’ll fire up “Never Gonna Give You Up” and start aping the little red-head dance that made him famous. Follow that up with “Space Age Love Song” by Flock of Seagulls and you’ve got a party. And for my fellow fans of the ridiculous advent of synth-pop in the 80’s, give me any of the Jimmy Somerville creations – Bronski Beat, Communards, whatev’s.
Holland Dombeck: I worked at Walgreens for nine glorious years; In the evenings, the music selection would shift from the Sliding Doors soundtrack to more 70s and 80s rock classics. The one song that I would have to excuse myself from the store floor to the stockroom to jam out to was “Juke Box Hero” by Foreigner. When I’m feeling nostalgic or need a pick-me-up today, I discreetly slip on my headphones with stars in my eyes and come alive…
Ben Olds: “Shake it Off ” by Taylor Swift (I sing it to myself when I’m pissed off at someone.) Don’t judge me.
Matt Charney: “This Is For the Gs” by Snoop Dogg. Here’s the thing: as a writer, I don’t really listen to music when I work. For some reason, anything with lyrics really messes with my interior monologue, so I write in silence. This is why I am so unproductive when I’m at conferences.
Once, however, I had to give a presentation for a newspaper partner, the Deseret News, at the Salt Lake Community College in beautiful Sandy, Utah. Needless to say, this was decidedly a Jello and James Smith kind of crowd – and about as diverse as a Donald Trump pep rally or a Macklemore concert.
My presentation was anchored by a few pieces of video and audio content, but since the equipment wasn’t working, the A/V guy suggested we try using my computer. As soon as the cord plugged in, the volume on my MacBook kicked in, full volume.
It was “Gs and Hustlers” by Snoop Dogg, and the exact lyrics, as luck would have it, the Mitt Romney Family Foundation heard before the sound tech beat me to cutting the cord was:
“I’m fresh, I don’t f**k with the stress.
I’m all about the chronic, bionic ya see.
Every single day chillin’ with the D-O-double G’s
P-O-U-N-D that’s my clique, my crew,
Ya f**k with us, we gots to f**k you up
I thought ya knew.”
The mean mugs and looks of self-indignant shock lasted the rest of the 45 minutes I was supposed to talk about Millennial recruiting. I thought maybe they’d appreciate the case study, but I got a good talking to by my boss back at the office. Not to mention the lowest speaker evaluations of my career. Oh, well.
Tomorrow is a Latter Day.
Cara is the Marketing Manager here at Kinetix and resident Renaissance woman. She refers to herself as a writer, but we think that’s limiting. Instead we call her many things: co-strategist, idea machine, brand builder, Kinetixizer, social-media plugger, blogger, and all-around creative specialist. If you wanna schmooze, try talking DIY and fitness, then top it off with a quick kid or pet mention—gets her every time. Tweet her at @caralucas44.