Hi, my name is Weirddave, and I like Manilow and Diamond.
(Hi Dave!)
I’m 41 years old, a definite child of the 80s, and I’ve held hard to what cool is left to me now that I am a father. I have to do all the things that I hated about my dad for my teenage son. It rapidly depletes any cool credits I have accumulated in a lifetime of being myself. I was like anyone else my age. We all pretend amazement at the popularity of Neil Diamond and Barry Manilow. “Who could like that shit?” we asked each other, smug in our superiority. “Jesus, that’s music for our parents, it sucks!”. The denials went on.
Well, I am here to come clean. I love Barry Manilow, and I love Neil Diamond. I always have. In 1986, I was dealing with my first heartbreak. I was 20 years, young and full of (unrequited) cum. The girl I had been dating dumped me. I took it hard. I played song after song, reveling in my pain, emotionally biting in tinfoil, you know, that feeling you get in the fillings in your teeth? The song I kept coming back to, although you could have pulled my fingernails out and I never would have admitted it then, was “Weekend In New England”.
Time marched on. I got better. I married for the first time. I was so happy, and “Sweet Caroline” was the soundtrack of my life. That marriage lasted for 5 years, and as it broke up, “You Don’t Bring Me Flowers” seemed eerily prophetic.
Then came 9/11. In the wake of that tragedy, was there ever a better song than “Coming to America”? It encapsulates everything that is great about the United States. Neil Diamond, an artist universally despised by all of the “cool kids” had once again nailed it perfectly.
So. Suddenly, I met the love of my life, the paragon of feminine possibility. She had a kid, I had a divorce, but “Looks Like We Made It” fit. I had made it, she had made it, WE had made it.
Now, 6 years on. How do I think of my beautiful wife? Well, surprisingly enough, Neil Diamond has a song, “You Make It Feel Like Christmas”. Every day with my wife and kids is Christmas, even when things go wrong.
Through it all, from teenage idiot to the complete MAN I am today, Barry Manilow and Neil Diamond have been there with wonderful songs. So…
I’m throwing off the mantle of “cool”. I’m stripping all of the expectations from myself. I’m standing tall and proud and I’m shouting to the stars for the whole world to hear:
DAMNIT, I LIKE BARRY MANILOW AND NEIL DIAMOND!!
Whose with me?