From July 1998 through January 2001, I karaoke’d to The Backstreet Boys approximately 826 times. Every Tuesday, sometimes more than one song (perhaps I should check my math), at Cincinnati’s Mount Lookout Tavern, colloquially known as MLT(s). A 25-year-old at work told me a few months ago that it currently remains a place for people who are “You know … young.” WhatEVER, I wasn’t going to TRY AND GO THERE THIS VISIT ANYWAY.
At any rate, one of my proudest moments in life occurred in the aisles of Blockbuster video, when a guy, girlfriend in tow, approached me and said “Hey — are you the Backstreet Girl from MLT(s)?” Recognized! For my “singing,” no less! I need to think of other moments that made me proud, perhaps.
Anyway, “Shape of My Heart” is not a song I performed. Too late in their catalog, too sappy. But not without its merits.
Best part? 3:12 – 3:20, when Nick Carter — rocking Bieber bangs before Bieber was in junior high — belts out, seemingly from nowhere, “Now let me show you the (true) shape of my heaaaaaaaaart!” Side note: I didn’t recognize that “true” in there until watching the video just now to get the time stamp. What is the shape? We never find out. But Nick doesn’t want to share it with the likes of us, I suppose.
RUNNER UP: 1:13 – 1:21, when AJ McLean summarizes life thusly: “Sadness is beautiful. Loneliness is tragical.” As it turns out, it’s a word, people.