A couple of years ago, after a nasty break up, a gaggle of friends headed by Gang brought me to a videoke place near Eastwood. She called it my "freedom concert." The theme for the night was songs for a broken heart. The schmaltzier, the cheesier, the better. Alcohol was served, the mic passed from one set of hands to the other, and the screen flashed lyrics of the most ridiculous, nauseatingly emotional songs of heart ache and unrequited love with video clips of couples, buildings and beaches. I still remember Joey singing a Sharon Cuneta song with his signature choreography.
Gang wanted this "freedom concert" to be cathartic for me. And through the alcohol haze and heady wanton singing, an issue was challenge: for someone to pick a song that really hits me squarely on the nerves and succeeds in making me cry.
And brilliant Mr. Climaco picked the right song, singing with gusto. Holy cow, and he was monkeying around again by enacting the song. My eyes started to smart, and I didn't even notice my tears streaming down because I was laughing so hard at the same time. It hurt sure, but it also lifted a great weight on my shoulder somehow.
It was cathartic. That part was true. And I appreciate my friends who cheered me on during a difficult time. I am grateful for what they have done for me. One of which is that now, every time I hear this song, it's no longer about a relationship in the past that didn't work out; but of a drunken night with loony friends belting out the lyrics to sentimental songs in their combined effort to cheer me up.
Today, on this rainy day, Genius included it in the playlist. What great timing! Definitely added a bit of sunshine to my gray day.