While My Guitar Gently Weeps

I recently read Nick Hornby's book High Fidelity (which I've heard is a great movie with John Cusack, but I haven't gotten around to seeing it), and although a lot of it went over my head because I'm neither a) British, b) a man, nor c) very familiar with '70s and '80s pop music, I really enjoyed certain parts of it. This one passage in particular reminded me of myself: "See, records have helped me to fall in love, no question. I hear something new, with a chord change that melts my guts, and before I know it I'm looking for someone, and before I know it I've found her. I fell in love with Rosie...after I fell in love with a Cowboy Junkies song; I played it and played it and played it, and it made me dreamy, and I needed someone to dream about..."

As I thought about it, I realize that a lot of my embarrassing, futile crushes over the years have been centered around a certain album or a certain song that I associate with the person. Andy Jones, 1999-2000? The Lion King soundtrack, which I was playing the piano music for at the time; I remember sighing over "Can You Feel the Love Tonight." (Hey, I was twelve.) Ross Makulec, 2001? The Beatles 1 album, especially "Eight Days a Week." That was the first Beatles album I ever listened to, and that song did "melt my guts."

Earlier this year--and this is painful to admit--I had a crush on a sophomore called Adam Garner. I would say that about forty percent of it was based on the Wallflowers' "Breach," which I was obsessed with at the time (the other sixty percent equally divided between his casual cuteness and his good writing skills, which I came across through newspaper and which have been wasted because of his laziness). There was one song, "Sleepwalker," that I always used to link to Adam: "Let me in, let me drown or learn how to swim/Just don't leave me at the window/I could be the one to be your next best friend/You may need someone to hold you..."
I still love the album, but Adam got on my nerves, I have to admit. Too smooth and too lazy.

I need to stop mooning about and playing CDs for these guys and do something productive. I know it's common for teenaged girls to spend a lot of time with obsessions with boys (I read an article about it online), but I can't help not wanting to be a stereotype.