First Hit #1: July 15, 2000
Somehow this song was released and popular in 2000. I say somehow, because it feels older. In fact, it reminds me quite heavily of Lisa Loeb, a bit of pop with a ludicrously catchy chorus that belongs in middle of the road coffee houses. It feels about five years past its sell by date, and while I expect it to be the opening credits song to a sitcom it’s somehow not that. While familiar with the song, I always associated it with 1995, and double checked to make sure I wasn’t looking at the wrong chart when I had it queued up. A throwback that references a couple decades earlier is pretty standard, because it reflects parental tastes of emerging songwriters. A throwback from five years earlier is just weird.
It’s also really bitter, to be honest, a singer whining about why a woman doesn’t appreciate him in spite of the fact that he’s clearly the best man in the history of the Y chromosome. It’s not obvious until the change up in the final chorus, which takes on the first person pronoun and kind of cracks open the resentment that roils under the song. While a catchy power pop song, the switch in the lyrics represents a particularly risible archetype, the self-described “nice guy” who isn’t very nice at all, and has very little self awareness about this fact.