A Song That No One Would Expect Me to Love | I Can’t Care ‘Bout Anyone But You
Some people just have a je ne sais quoi about them, something that makes it clear they enjoy perfect little Swedish pop rock songs. Apparently, I don’t have that something.
For anyone who’s been reading my blog for a year or so (or, you know, gone back through the archives), my enduring crush on Nina Persson (oh, Nina) should be obvious. However, apparently to people who don’t know my love for the Cardigans, it seems odd that I would love “Lovefool”.
I suppose I understand this, in some ways. I am, despite my own belief in my ongoing boyhood, a man. If you’re stereotyping, I can see why you might not be inclined to think that me loving them makes sense.
I don’t see it. For one thing, I have a long history of loving pop rock bands; I mean, I love the Beatles, and drawing the line from them to the Cardigans doesn’t take a lot of ink. For two, I never didn’t love this song; I have no context that accounts for me not singing along with it every time it came on the radio.
I don’t know, if we’re stereotyping… maybe it’s obvious why my mom thought I might be gay?