my confidence is shaken May 30, 2008
I like the song “Cecilia”. This post is not an attempt to defend it as a fantastically catchy little pop tune that is great for working out to, or driving in your high school friend’s convertible to, or slapping whatever hard object happens to be around to simulate drums to. No. Because I know all of the rational arguments against “Cecilia”, and right now, it’s not about that.
This post is about a moment of clarity I had today as I was changing out of my gym shoes by the door of the Evanston Athletic Club. “Cecilia, you’re breakin’ my heart. You’re shakin’ my confidence daily…” Yes, that was certainly the word I heard. Daily. But that’s impossible, says Luke Skywalker, it’s “baby”…isn’t it? But, like the optical illusion, I had suddenly seen the old hag, and I could not go back to the young society woman with the feather in her hat. How many years had I sung this song in error? Well, for as long as I’ve been singing it. It’s “daily”, as sure as the nose on my face. Not “baby”, you idiot. Daily. Daily. Daily.
Suddenly the world feels so full of possibilities…
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