On Love and Fangirls
Thursday, February 15th, 2007For those of you who are girls and about my age, I’m sure that a lot of you had a healthy obsession for a boyband when you were about… oh, eleven? Twelve? Back in the day of the Backstreet Boy or N*Sync, right? Posters on the walls, anyone? CD’s? An unhealthy urge to ogle MTV every time one of their videos came on?
Back up, back up. No, I didn’t. I promise you. See, I was a good little Christian girl. My obsession was for Plus One.
Recently, like within the past week or so, I was surfing through iTunes when I came across Plus One’s most recent album. Now, don’t get me wrong, it was released in 2003 and it was only three of the five members, but it was the one CD I hadn’t ever really listened to.
Cringing at the memory of me at thirteen, screaming and yelling and obsessing all over these poor guys, I bought the CD.
Anyhow, the point of all of this is that one of the songs that I’ve been listening to constantly really touched me. It just seemed really weird to listen to Plus One and actually get something out of it besides how nice Nate’s voice is or how cute Jason is in person. (more…)
