Owl City - Fireflies
A few months back, I wrote up a blog post on a song from the 90s that I genuinely liked. Turns out, other people didn't. At the age of 30, I've come to realize a few things about differing opinions. If someone is challenging your ideals, you should rethink your position. If someone is challenging your tastes? you double down.
Thus, I have decided to include one of my most guilty pleasures. One that happens to drive my poor wife insane. I will say that Owl City's Fireflies is probably not a good song, but I like it a lot. The light pop beat with near pre-pubescent vocals give this song a light fluffy feel that drives itself deep into your psyche well after hearing it. The lyrics are hopeful and naive, and though I feel people often mistake youthful idealism with lack of substance, they definitely would be right in this case.
So why do I like this song? Mainly because of one very vivid memory of me and my wife pre-marriage and pre-child. We were visiting New York and were going up the escalator at the M&M's shop in Times Square. The summer day was right at that border between late afternoon and early evening where the shadows are long but the sky is still bright. We had just visited Madame Tussaud's wax museum, and were planning on going for dinner some place close. Fireflies was playing, and became permanently linked to this memory forever.
So bring it on! Tell me the song sucks, and that I have terrible taste. Blame me for driving you crazy and getting it stuck in your head. I don't care, I love this song.