Otherwise known as Mirrors by Justin Timberlake. First time I listened—casually—I thought, Oh, that’s a good song. Good beat, lots of possibilities for harmonizing. The music video had this charming older couple mirroring the young ones.
Then I listened to the words. OMG, as the kids would say. “It’s like you’re my mirror, my mirror staring back at me. I couldn’t get any bigger, with anyone else beside me.” Am I the only one who thinks that is slightly—uh—pornographic? And really girls, can I just say, if any boy ever says to you, “You’re my mirror staring back at me” that means (pay attention, here), “I don’t see YOU, I see ME!!!” and, my dears, you should run, not walk, run the other way.
Listening to this song makes me wonder where Carly (You’re so Vain) Simon is when you need her. Now there’s a woman who understood men. I mean, I think I understand why kids these days are having relationship problems if this is what they are listening to. Whatever happened to the good wholesome stuff I used to listen to - the
Eyes, Rolling Stones, Satisfaction,
Doors, People are Strange.
(Well they aren’t narcissistic!)