My friend Mandy made a mix CD several years ago entirely composed of songs she had "reclaimed" from the jaws of a bad association. It's actually one of my favorite mixes of all time and I was happy for her that she managed to get all of those fabulous songs back.
I was driving to work today, flipping through radio stations as I do most mornings (radio haters I don't know what to tell you, I still like it.) and I realized that through no effort on my part, a song that was tearing me up just a few short months ago was back to just being good. I'll probably get dinged for liking this but I'm just going to own it.
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That is a tattoo I could almost get behind, even for me.
Dude, that song is straight-up beautiful. Gorgeous music, beautiful tight harmonies and a sweet sentiment.
Perfect girl music.
Sure, it may be formulaic and a little predictable, but done so well that all that is totally forgiveable.
It's like saying that you hate a perfect pound cake simply because it's pound cake and that's not all that exciting. It's value is in it's perfect execution, not in it's novelty.
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