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A boy put this on during a rendez-vous and I have fallen in love with it all over again. this was a hope daley-derry staple growing up and im so grateful to be re-put on! PLZ listen to this beautiful, simplistically heartbreaking 80s ditty if you want to feel a bit melancholic but still tickled, in a somberly content kinda way. I’m just so enamored with the main the lyrical theme and its delivery….
“Silly of me/to go around/And brag about/The love I found/And say you're the best.” I think we can all relate to the feeling of falling in love and telling everyone even though it was very clearly doomed from the beginning. And maybe your friends all knew it was, and talked about it when you weren’t there, and you kinda knew too, but you didn’t care because it didn’t hurt yet. You can take those lyrics/that theme as a callout— orrrrr view the song as a mournful, sublime ode to the most human, universal thing we do. To me, with the way Deniece Williams croons with such a light, fluttery and declaratively honest tone, it’s impossible to do anything but the latter! Oh to loooove! It’s so foolish and human and unavoidable and embarrassing. That shit is humiliating and I’m relishing in the aftermath of that very feeling right now. “Silly” captures it perfectly… I adore how the world always brings us music to capture exactly how we feel, right when we need it.
My favorite part of the song is that the brutal acceptance of this very phenomenon is strung all throughout the lyrics, melodies and vocalizations. While the lyrics might lament, or long, or pine, I don’t sense even a tinge of regret — and I love that.
Because I never want to lose my humanity so much that I’m too fearful to love embarrassingly and fiercely and loudly, and wear my heart on my sleeve to everyone I know only to come back to those same friends with that same heart six foot up my ass in a million pieces. It’s one of the few things that reminds me I’m alive.
