Singles... then and now

My husband just gave me (at my request) the cd sountrack to the movie Singles. For those of you who have never seen the movie Singles, shame on you, and obviously you didn't hang out with me in high school because everyone I knew had the movie memorized and could do the one woman stage production of Singles (and often did the one woman stage production of Singles) at the drop of the dime.

I adored the soundtrack and it was often the background music for cruising the hill back in the summer of 1993. I especially adored the two tracks by Paul Westerburg. I didn't actually own the tape or the cd back then. I copied a tape off of my friend Emily and that weathered tape, namely the Paul Westerburg songs, saw me through some romantic turmoils of my late teens early 20's. I had all but forgotten about the movie and the soundtrack when I was visiting my dad a few weeks ago and Singles was on one of his 2 million HBO channels (not sure which one because I really think there are now 2 million HBOs.... back when I watched Singles for the first time on HBO there was only one HBO... a much simpler time) and all of a sudden time turned back and I immediately asked my husband for the soundtrack.

(By the way, I realize all this husband gave me the soundtrack and asked my husband for the soundtrack makes me sound like I'm incapable of purchasing a cd soundtrack for myself but he belongs to the cd club so he buys all the cds....... ok, so technically I am unable to purchase a cd.... whatever).

So, I'm listening to Waiting for Somebody by Paul Westerburg on my way to work earlier in the week and there were those lyrics:

I know down deep, I made a big decision
I'm going to sleep, I'm going there alone

I know damn well, I'm tired of all this crying
On my feet as far as I can tell

Ahhhh... those lyrics. So empowering and so deep... I really felt those lyrics.... those forgotten lyrics. They reminded me of a time long ago when breaking up, cruising, can I copy your Singles soundtrack, were all a part of my vocabulary. Hanging out with all my friends, memorizing the movie just so we could quote the lines at the first opportunity. Just knowing that one day we would all wear flannel and live in a cool apartment building in Seattle. That song meant a lot to me back then for, I had made some big decisions that left me in bed (and many other places) all alone. I have been tired of crying and you know what, I did end up on my feet. At least, from what I could tell.

The nostalgia was short-lived as Gavin began to fuss in the backseat. At the end of the song there is a lot of "Hey", "Hey", "Hey" and he appeared to be having a difficult time figuring out who was saying "Hey" to him and it was pissing him off. I hit the repeat button and listened to the song again only this time, I heard the 2005 version of it. The version had the same lyrics but meant something totally different. This time, the decision I made was to stop co-sleeping and put Gavin in his own crib so yes, I was going to bed alone. I am really tired of all this crying but it isn't my crying I'm tired of. It's Gavin's crying. But, as far as I can tell, we've ended up on our feet.