I'm usually pretty out of touch with current music until it hits aerobic tapes - though, in the last few years, I'm a little more in touch with some of the best songs that my 14 yo daughter plays (and she generally plays only the best (grin)).
However, very unusually, I ran across "Girl Next Door," by Saving Jane, all on my own. I really like the music and the way they sing, but I realize, the more I listen to it, that my opinions totally differ.
Small town homecoming queen
She’s a star in this scene
There’s no way to deny she’s lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she’s ugly
Maybe I’m just jealous-I can’t help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her
She is the prom queen, I’m in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, I’m sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk, I’m sleeping on the floor
She’s Miss America
And I’m just the girl next door
I never wanted to be that. Homecoming Queen...perfect hair...cheerleader? I've never wanted to spend my time that way. Back in high school, I would go in the girls bathroom at lunchtime and see all the "preppy" girls combing back their Farrah Fawcett "wings." Remembering it, it was a rather strange image - all of them lined up leaning toward the mirror with these large combs - getting their hair just right. I'd rather spend my time hanging out in the band room. [For those not around in the 70's; Farrah Fawcett to the right]
Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
Maybe I’ll admit it, I’m a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her…
I don’t know why I’m feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else
In high school, I was in the marching band, wind ensemble, orchestra (which was during my lunch in my senior year - I ran out of free periods), choir, community youth orchestra, a flute trio which performed at churches and chamber music concerts (and the three of us ran it, chose music, worked it up, arranged places to play, and chose new members as we graduated - one of the best experiences I had!), French club, math club, and the math team (the team went to competitions, the club played strategy and analytical games and had parties). All things I loved in one way or another. If someone had said that I had to be a class president, homecoming queen, or cheerleader, I'd have been miserable. I had no interest in those things at all, and I would not have had the time. Intellectually, I knew that these things made people happy; practically speaking, though, I didn't understand why anyone wanted to spend their time that way.
Still don't, really.
To listen to more of Saving Jane, click here, then click on the jukebox selection (the second song on the rotation seems to be "Girl Next Door"). To hear a bit of "Girl Next Door," click here and page down to the song.