middle school is quite possibly the most awkward time in one's life, do you agree? i spent the greater portion of mine pining away after an unobtainable crush. i sat for hours in my room, scribbling love poems and songs into a faux cow-fur covered journal. little did i know, there was a reason that boy was unobtainable, and years later i wouldn't want to obtain him if my life depended on it, and those little makeshift sonnets turned into stronger, more beautiful lyrics of love for robert.
and because i was always pining after boys older than me, one line that i would write in the margins of that notebook over and again was "don't treat me like a baby." and isn't that what every girl wants? to have our femininity exalted but not the point of infantilization?
i rediscovered this song the other day. on a mix cd i made called vintch, long before this blog or my shop ever came into focus. since then, it has been on repeat in my car, because:
a) the tempo is killer
b) paolo's voice is just raspy enough to be taken seriously but peppy enough to dance to
and, most importantly:
c) it turns the tables on my childhood woes and approaches love from the heart of a younger man reaching for an older girl, rhyming "don't treat me like a baby" with hasty, which is genius.
where was this song when i was 14? i'm convinced it would have given me a little comfort. but in a way i'm happy for all that teenage angst and unrequited "like." it's made me appreciate my grown-up love that much more.