“My possessions are causing me suspicions but there’s no proof.”

I was out somewhere today and this song, “Don’t Dream It’s Over” by Crowded House, came on…

…and I just stopped and had “a moment.” Not so much an epiphany, not really. Not really a moment of flashback revelatory importance either, though I did briefly ponder all the moments in my life that I’d heard this song, either on the radio somewhere in my youth, or in a movie or a TV show, or what have you. It was on a mix that a friend gave me years and years ago as I was moving away from a place and doing a thing and leaving a lot behind. The friend said, “Track 2. That’s my favorite track.” And track 2 was, of course, for the purposes of this anecdote, this song. Also, it was played in the TV miniseries adaptation of Stephen King’s The Stand. I remembered that it was covered in the 90s by Sixpence None The Richer (of “Kiss Me” fame), but listening to it, I looked and I searched and I pleaded for an answer, a sign, a glimpse of… something. And what came? Nothing.  What lies beyond here? Nothing. Well, probably nothing, but I don’t know. The song sure isn’t answering that question. But it’s just a song. What does it know? Nothing. And just thinking about it reminds me of that episode of Seinfeld, the one where Elaine’s boyfriend is obsessed with “Desperado,” by the Eagles (and the works of Karl Farbman), and he won’t share the song with her. She tries to suggest “Witchy Woman” by the Eagles as something that could be “their song,” but he won’t have it. And so when “Desperado” comes on, and he spaces out listening to it, she starts singing along with it, prompting him to return from that other place and say, “Elaine, would you just shut up for a moment?” That’s how I felt listening to this song today. Well, sort of.

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