Every day from now until Spring, I will play a song from each year from 1940-2020. I’ll also write a little bit about the song and why I chose it to represent that year.
“The year of the Cat” by Al Stewart reminds me of two very distinct images. The lyrics are definitely talking of Morocco. I always think of the narrator of the song being tossed about in a “Casablanca” archetype setting. A mysterious and mesmerizing femme fatale who totally captivates the singer and causes him to throw away his ticket home.
The second thing the song reminds me of is a girl I knew in Junior High. It was back in 1977 when the song was on the singles chart and on the radio. Her name was Marion, but everyone called her “Catwoman” because she wore these cat’s eye glasses. She had a crush on me and actually was self-confident enough to pursue me. I have no idea what she saw in me. I was just a walking 13-year-old black hole of self-doubt and insecurity. I wouldn’t have been fun for anyone at the time. I actually thought she was pretty and even liked her back but I ignored her advances because people were teasing me about her liking me. Plus, I was afraid of people attacking her if she and I became an item. Mostly though I was afraid of being picked on any more than I was already. I wish I could have gone back in time and done things differently. The next year Marion’s family moved out of town.
I never was blessed with being a biological father. But if I had, I think I would’ve made a real point of going out of my way to ensure my child had self-confidence. Even if he or she were overconfident, I wouldn’t care. You can’t b certain if you are overconfident, the world will go out of its way to knock you back down. But if you are insecure, very few people will help you get confidence built up to normal. And getting confidence when you were raised to have none is very challenging indeed.