By Tim Carvell
Updated August 29, 2003 at 04:00 AM EDT
Credit: Celine Dion: David Atlas/Retna

Why we shamelessly love the iTunes Music Store

Ever since Apple launched its music store, I have sold my dignity, 99 cents at a time. Years of buying music-snob CDs have given way to an unending string of catchy pop. Maybe it’s that it’s so easy to impulse-buy, or that I can buy songs one single at a time. Or maybe it’s simply that there’s no incriminating CD jewelbox to clutter my shelves. Herewith, a small representative sampling of the walk of shame that is my iTunes playlist.

”Centerfold,” by J. Geils Band I know that the J. Geils Band had other songs. I do not care to hear them.

”Work It,” by Missy ”Misdemeanor” Elliott It would seem to me that once she’s put her thing down, flipped it, and reversed it, the question of whether it’s worth it is pretty much moot, no?

It’s All Coming Back to Me Now,” by Celine Dion (pictured) My favorite bit in this song is when she sings, ”There were nights of endless pleasure/It was more than any laws allow,” because I have to wonder when Canada will repeal its laws limiting the amount of pleasure available to Celine Dion.

”Jesse,” by Carly Simon A fine disquisition on one woman’s rules re: sheet changing, wine chilling, and cologne applying.

”Total Eclipse of the Heart,” by Bonnie Tyler Honest to God, I don’t know why she doesn’t smack the guy who keeps telling her to turn around.