As it is Sunday, I have dedicated this day of the week to explore the art of using someone else’s ideas. I like to think of it as sharing…
Sunday Scribblings has the topic for the day: weird.
Of course, when I see the word, I immediately think of my favorite band of all time (Hanson) and their song, Weird*. It’s about how “we all feel a little bit weird sometimes” and wanting to find someone who can relate. Haters can make fun of Hanson, but their music is actually quite amazing. They often write powerful lyrics and always have amazing melodies. None of their songs sound the same, which I find is common among other musicians I like. I think they also stand out because they are one of the few “indie” bands who have their own label, write original music, play medium sized shows, aren’t on the radio, and give to charities. I’m not a music snob by any means. I love me some Britney and Lady Gaga. But there’s something special about the musicians who take the time to write and play meaningful things (that also sound good).
Isn’t it hard, standing in the rain
Yeah you’re on the verge of going crazy and your heart’s in pain
No one can hear, but you’re screaming so loud
You feel like you’re all alone in a faceless crowd
Isn’t it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes
Sitting on the side, waiting for a sign, hoping that my luck will change
Reaching for a hand that’ll understand, someone who feels the same
When you live in a cookie cutter world, being different is a sin
So you don’t stand out, but you don’t fit in
I was and am pretty weird. A lot of my early middle school days were spent listening to this song. I didn’t get along with my dad, my sister and I weren’t best friends yet and I really never fit into any groups at school. I maybe had 3-4 close friends who had their own cliques. I, too, felt out of place for most of my school-days.
I looked the song up to see how others interpreted it and it seemed like a lot of Hanson fans liked the song because it said exactly what they were feeling. Doesn’t “weird” describe how must of us felt as awkward adolescents anyway? Only the special few got to carry that weirdness into adulthood.
4 weird things about me:
- I’m researching my children’s names before they are even conceived because they must be perfect.
- I enjoy writing “thank you” letters because receiving gifts is one of my love languages and I’m always truly grateful.
- I’m a grammar fiend. Not weird to me, but I’ve gotten plenty of complaints from those I feel the need to correct.
- I love dog shows because nothing is funnier than adults running beside a dog that they think poops gold nuggets.
I’m not *that* weird, right?
*Note: I haven’t seen the video in a while and I was very excited to find it. Their hair is long and their “dancing around” is awkward… don’t hate- it was the 90’s! I bet you weren’t looking much better…