Due to a balky back, one of my audiophile friends does not get out much. Thus, he asks me to take note of when I notice lesser-known/heard popular music, when I'm out and about. And of course, he wants me to tell us something about the music, and what connection (if any) I have to it.
This evening, one of the moms was getting her hair done. We discussed, among other topics, our daughters joining 3rd grade girls basketball. I guess the salon subscribes to Sirius radio, and some breezy lite rock channel actually played Glenn Medeiros' obscure 1987 single, "Lonely Won't Leave Me Alone."
I don't know about your high school, but at mine, the difference between underclassmen and upperclassmen was huge. As a junior during the Fall '87 semester, my classmates and I got to go out more. But it was like this. With 625 students in my own grade, it was highly competitive. In the fight for grades, everyone back-stabbed, played dirty tricks, and fought against each other. If you weren't part of a clique (no, being an audiophile did not constitute being in a clique), you felt isolated and powerless.
So you brushed off your own junior classmates, who continued to try to bully, cheat, misdirect, and withhold information. You had friends from the senior class who didn't have good grades, but were on the ins with the counselors and campus security. Not that you needed that protection. After all, you yourself could dispatch your rival juniors. Still, you loved your senior friends, because they provided you with information about music. They brought you to dances. A few had cars, so they popped cassettes into the car stereo, and you were badass with hiphop and rap. The girls got you to see Chris Isaak at The Fillmore. The guys went to the Day On The Green featuring Poison, Motley Crue, and Whitesnake.
With all that as the backdrop, you just started befriending the freshmen, left and right. And you were stoked, at how smart, friendly, open-minded, conversant, positive, and good-looking the girls were. So while your senior friends were tearing it up, you were making friends with the freshmen. And then you learned that they had friends and relatives outside the City. So you figured out how to take public transit, and meet up at malls like Serramonte and Tanforan.
Afterward, some people peeled off, but you were having such a good time, everyone looked at each other, waiting for one to invite the rest over to his or her house.
Music was a common interest, a force which brought you together. You noticed that the freshman girl had Glenn Medeiros' debut eponymous album on cassette. The light and safe music was in contrast to your senior friends, who were more interested in kicking ass. Yet, Glenn Medeiros was a different kind of fun. One or two girls were always singing "Lonely Won't Leave Me Alone." And no, they weren't lonely. Neither shy nor aggressive, you shrugged your shoulders, forgot about homework, and alternated lines with the one or two girls.
You would never have that much fun, with audiophiles. And now, on account of some Sirius music channel, you hear Glenn Medeiros' "Lonely Won't Leave Me Alone" at a salon, while the mom, who, 30 years ago was one of those high school underclassmen, gets her hair done.
-Lummy The Loch Monster
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Topic - Heard at the salon: Glenn Medeiros, "Lonely Won't Leave Me Alone" - Luminator 23:56:35 02/01/17 (4)
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