Remember George Michael? The guy from Wham!? (Yeah, Wham! with an exclamation point.) The very poppy band from the 1980s?
I was sitting at the kitchen table doing some work (yes, no rest for the weary, even on a holiday weekend, not when we have a convention coming up in two weeks), and 14-year-old Cas is messing around with his iPod. With the speaker on. So I can hear it. (I am in the kitchen, after all, not my office.)
And some very guitary strains of a familiar song start playing. And I start singing the words. “I feel so unsure as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor…”
Cas looks at me like I’m crazy. “You know this song?”
“Um, yeah, I guess. But not like this. This is a remake. I think it’s …” and I wait for the chorus. “Yes, it’s ‘Careless Whisper’!”
“Yeah!” he said, “it is ‘Careless Whisper.’ How did you know?”
It turns out it’s a cover by the band Seether. Check it out (this is how teens nowadays watch videos — on You Tube, not on Friday night TV).
And Seether’s “Careless Whisper” is No. 12 on the rock downloads on iTunes. No. 12!
I remember that song because I wrote all the lyrics in a letter to my boyfriend back in 1985. I don’t even remember why. I think we were “on a break.” This was the boyfriend in high school who wrote me letters every day when I was in college. Cas heard this, and told me how “gay” I am (“gay” has different meanings now besides “happy” and “homosexual.” Apparently, it means “stupid” and “melodramatic,” too.)
I asked him to make the Seether version of “Careless Whisper” a ringtone on my phone. Turns out, my phone is too old. Or not enough bells and whistles.
But hey, I was hip for a moment!