“I fear Squirrels the most,” my brother Bryan said one random evening over dinner. We all cracked up laughing. Not because his fear isn’t legitimate since squirrels are pretty terrifying. They just sort of freeze-up when you see them and then shift side-to-side as they contemplate their escape and you engage with them in this awkward dance as neither of you knows which direction to shift your weight into and you fear that the beast will choose to leap onto you face! But that exact sentence has been repeated in our family countless times because of its beautiful construction and the way it brought us all together in agreement that squirrels might be the creature to fear the most.
Prior to the articulation of our familial collective phobia of squirrels (known as “Sciurophobia”), there was and remains another creature of equal trepidation: The Music Snob. Now this person is not insufferable, entirely. In fact, the music snob is a much important species in the ecosystem of humanity. Except, the music snob is super intimidating. You know you are in the presence of a music snob based on four telltale signs:
- The snob wears an over-ear-set of headphones of probably some sleek vintage looking variety.
- The snob hates pop music <period>.
- The snob complains about what is found on radio stations.
- The snob ask you about some band they just saw live that is so obscure sounding, you can merely nod your head for fear of embarrassment
Mostly, this person intimidates me because my musical preferences are so pedestrian. Tops 40s are my jam and I rarely download a single song but enjoy whatever the radio personality puts on. Live shows don’t compel me to purchase tickets and I don’t think I even own a set of earbuds. There does exist a desire to be more musically inclined but no follow-up is ever consistently achieved. When people share their favorite songs during ice-breaker activities, my face heats up in a panic. “What was a song on the radio that I heard this morning?” as my mind floods with anxiety before my turn to share out.
But there are three songs that no matter what else is going on in the world, when the introduction chords or baseline drops, I pause. These three songs compel me to listen to them in their entirety because I sort of love them and they make me think about the three most important relationships in my life. They aren’t maybe the coolest and they likely would not impress a music snob, but they are literally music to my ears and in the past 24 hours I have heard each of them on the radio and gotten a little smile from coincidence. So take that hypothetical music snob judging me! haha
And my heart is hurting
You will always be around
This I know for certain
Through the days and nights
I don’t worry ’cause
Everything’s going to be alright
People keep talking they can say what they like
But all I know is everything’s going to be alright
Can get in the way of what I’m feeling
No one, no one, no one
Can get in the way of what I feel for you, you, you
Can get in the way of what I feel
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I’m breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
The best by far is you
Then I would know
What life looks like from up above and down below
I’d keep you safe
I’d keep you dry
Don’t be afraid Cecilia
I’m the satellite
And you’re the sky