Music Makes You Crazy
Reading the headline for this entry might make you think of jumping up and down in your room alone, passionately lip-syncing to your favorite song with an imaginary audience cheering you on inside your head, but we meant the other kind of crazy. The kind where you think you’re hearing things.
When I was around nine years old, I blasted “Everybody (Backstreet’s Back)” over and over on my six CD boombox, and during the last chorus of the album version, I always thought I heard my mom calling me over the music. It took me years to realize it was just one of the Backstreet Boys in the background.