His figure was Adam and I had a major crush on him. I was 11 years old, and I view the image of coolness meant wearing a plaid skort and white knee socks. (It would have me a further two years to get out of this delusion. I had a blissfully nave childhood.)
When my style prowess didn't do much to make this boy's attention, I turned to other way to strike him.
Case in point: when I overhead him talk about some new singer named Britney Spears and how hot he thought she was, you can bet I bought that album.
It was my first album, in fact. It would shortly be followed by treasures such as the soundtracks to Now and Then and My Girl (remember we're talking about somebody who rocked ambiguous clothing items such as skorts).
To be honest, that album - but not the boy, surprisingly enough - still holds a particular position in my heart. I remember my girl B. Spears really hit the collar on the mind with Baby, One More Time. While subsequent albums (and head-shaving choices) may have raised some well-founded concerns about her power to apprise me in the ways of life, I'm going to suggest that her debut album taught me about important lessons about how to sail the post-college world.
And I elaborate on a few key tracks:
"Baby One More Time" This absolutely conveys an underlying message about not giving up when cubicle land hates on you. If Britney can get back up and make another hit for the interest of love, you can do it for the interest of a paycheck.
"Sometimes" Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide. Don't we all, Britney? I mean this chase is telling us something important about our inner child and unresolved fears. I'm reasonably sure this can be solved with a) therapy, b) fudgsicles or c) a circle of heartfelt choreography in the secrecy of your bedroom. I may or may not speak from experience.
"Soda Pop" Aside from the obvious content of needing a slight reggae in your life, this one's easy: take charge of your bod. Sure, a comfort soda a day might save the stressors away, but the cavities will be a beast. And besides, the sugary impact on your cardio health might adversely affect your power to operate in the above-mentioned therapeutic choreography.
"E-mail My Heart" Apparently, Britney knew way before the sleep of us near the impending technological revolution and its affect on dating as we recognise it. I dare say the creators of eHarmony took some good notes on this small number. How this applies to my life, I have yet to say. Or allow to.
And there you make it, kids. What, you didn't gleam such knowledge and wisdom from listening to her album? Maybe you're not as in-tune with the cosmic pop forces as I am. But please, refrain from turn to "Slave 4 u" or "Toxic" for any legit guidance. I'm just sayin'.
Now you assure me: what artists from your pre-teen collection still speak words of wisdom to your soul?
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