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In Songbook Nick Hornby writes that
Dave Eggers has a theory that we play songs over and over, those of us who do, because we have to “solve” them, and it’s true that in our early relationship with, and courtship of, a new song, there is a stage which is akin to a sort of emotional puzzlement.
Hornby goes on to say that yes, we will solve the puzzle and the magic will fade, but there will soon be another song to solve, and then another one after that, and if you stack those up over time, and find the joy in them, you will have a life worth living.
My preschool-aged son is in the early stages of this discovery, and it seems like every few weeks there’s a new song on repeat. For a while it was ELO’s “Mr. Blue Sky,” followed by a period of Bruno Mars, then Panic at the Disco’s “High Hopes,” and now we are at peak Weezer, with each drive to school consisting of a loop through “Island in the Sun,” “Photograph,” and “A Little Bit of Love.”
There’s joy for me in watching this happen, but I have also noticed a change in my own tastes: “Island in the Sun” has, for me, gone from a just-alright Green Album song to a head-bobbing jam, and “A Little Bit of Love” is my new favorite sing-along. (“Photograph” was always and will forever be an excellent Weezer song, but it’s still great to return to it.)
I’ve found that this is one of parenting’s true joys: allowing your child to teach you something new about the forgotten and seemingly familiar.
