(if today is your birthday don't get the wrong idea unless you are George Eads, then: you get the idea)
I WANT YOU TO WANT ME BY CHEAP TRICK
When I first heard this song it was sitting by a wading pool at a park that was not in my neighborhood. I was sitting with some teenage girls who were slathering on baby oil and smoking while tanning. These girls wore Dr. Schol’s wooden sandals, super-short jean cut-offs, a full face of make-up and bikini tops. There hair was perfectly feathered and I’m sure one or both had a big fat Goody comb in her back pocket. I thought they were the coolest. When this song came on one of them turned it up while the other sang along and put on Bonne Belle Dr. Pepper Lip Gloss. This could very well have been the first time I heard anybody say, “Disco Sucks.” That day and this song are such building blocks to who I am today that I don’t even know how deep this shit goes.
Another Cheap Trick memory? Going on rides at the carnival while watching the teen couples make out and smoke right on the rides. Some girls would scream and carry on like it was terrifying, but the ones I liked were the cool ones who sat stone-faced smoking and singing along to the rock songs as The Cobra flung them all over the place, round and round. I was 9 the Summer I heard this and I couldn’t wait to be a teenager, especially if it sounded this good.
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you crying?
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