So I'm watching Foster and Grace at the McDonald's playplace on Friday night. And there are these two grandparents, also watching their grandkids in the playplace. They're probably in their mid to late 60s. The music being played in this McD's is something you'd find on a "Lite Rock" station. And Grandpa is singing, humming, or whistling along to whatever song happens to come on.
I hear him humming to "Overjoyed" by Stevie Wonder and remember thinking: that's a cool song. Then a very familiar and catchy song comes on: "Wonderland" by John Mayer. (Digression: I'll be honest, the tune is so catchy, and the music to the song is great, but I hate the song because it so clearly glorifies extra-marital sex. The song is about an unmarried couple who get a hotel room for an afteroon and "discover" each other. How do I know they're unmarried? Married folks don't typically get a hotel room for an afternoon. And yet...Mayer clearly discovers in this song that there is something truly holy about the human body and about the gift of sex. He's so close...End digression) So it's a song that you wouldn't think your typical 60something man would know.
Sure enough, the song gets to the chorus and this guy...his wife walks with a cane!...starts singing: Your body is a wonderland.... I couldn't look at him for fear of cracking up. I wanted to give him a high-five just for knowing the song. I didn't. He closed out the night with a stirring version of Chicago's "Hard Habit to Break."
This encounter reminded me of a similar one involving one of Hunter's friends who was waiting in line at a gas station when a young, tough-looking African-American guy comes in and stands behind him. The John Mayer song "No Such Thing" comes on the radio (the one that goes "I want to run through the halls of my high school...) and he hears the tough guy singing "I want to scream at the top of my lungs...") So he turns around and they share a look that says: No one can know that I just sang this song. This stays between us. John Mayer just brings us together like that, I guess.