Oh, Gavin DeGraw, I really like this song. I don’t know how I know it, though. Apparently this was on the opening for “One Tree Hill”, but I’ve never seen that show. That I know of. Maybe as we were flipping through channels we came across the opening to “One Tree Hill”? I definitely never thought I’d be writing “One Tree Hill” more than never in my life.
Anyway, Gavin DeGraw, this is one of those songs that will always be fascinating to me because I have no idea how I know it, but here it is in my head. It’s also a little scary because it also speaks to how that stuff gets stuck in your head whether you want it to or not. Not talking about this song; if something’s going to get stuck in your head, you could do worse. But I remember back when the whole Clinton/Lewinsky thing blew up back in the day, I made a concerted effort to avoid any news about any of it. And even so, I still heard about stained dresses, cigars and other unsavory things just through cultural osmosis. Were I smarter or less lazy, I would be very interested in studying this phenomenon in great detail. But I’m not either one of those things, so I’m just going to ponder how it came to pass that there would be a day when I would be thinking about “One Tree Hill” and Bill Clinton’s penis at the same time. I certainly don’t want to be.