and Words
Time can never mend
The careless whispers of a good friend
To the heart and mind ignorance is kind
But there′s no comfort in the truth
Pain is the all you’ll find
Shoulda′ known better, yeah
I feel so unsure
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor
As the music dies
Something in your eyes
Calls to mind the silver screen
And all its sad goodbyes
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
Wham! came onto the scene while I was in high school. It all started with the dayglow song, “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go”. This is not a post about that song, which, even today, permeates my head as a detestable earworm. Wham! got enough radio (and MTV) airplay, but they remained mostly in the periphery of my attention. That’s where this band remained until I graduated high school.
Shortly after I graduated high school, I found my kin. I sleepwalked through my first eighteen years without really finding other Chinese Americans. Only a handful of Asian American students attended my high school. Even when we crossed paths, it felt as if we were still a token group. Once I graduated, I met other Chinese Americans. It felt transformative.