i was totally freaked out the other day when, as i heard the starting notes of the next song on the van radio, i instinctively turned up the volume and started the launch sequence of grooving to a tune and was suddenly horrified to notice that it was "dont stop believing" by journey.
when this song came out, i was in undergrad. i wore leather and safety pins. new order, the who, smiths, pistols, ramones, the dead, allman brothers...leotards and long hair rock did not have a place and i railed against the genre.
in fact, when journey opened for the stones at rich stadium, i was there. it rained all day and when steve perry came out, the whole place booed. the stage was slippery and perry's feet literally came out from under him and he went flat-ass on the stage and those watching burst out in noticeable laughing throughout this massive venue.
he wiped out again and then mocking laughter turned to boos competing with the music and journey bailed after the third song. we had to wait three hours for the stones.
so....when i realized that i had turned up this, this....song, i truly was horrified. why had i done so?
the sopranos popped into my mind as it was the song which ended the series. i remember being pissed that david chase had selected this song while i watched the screen cut to black. then i started listening to the words about the small town girl and city boy and picturing tony and carmella. at this point, i started to feel goosebumpily and warm and then afraid about manopause[sic, you idiot] or something cuz this was not right.
i kept the music up and started trying to figure it out. my youth, the sopranos, simple familiarity? then i started singing "street light, peeeeeple".
next i started calling my music peeps to ask what they thought. latent homosexuality was questioned, latent affection for spandex from another. really no help but still amusing.
i still do not have this one figured out.
i still dont have any idea.
