Of him?
Anyway, what the fuck, here's why I stopped hating "Wind Beneath My Wings" by Bette Midler.
There's this movie called "Beaches" that my wife watches every time it comes on TV. Could be on Cinemax, or regular TV chopped to hell, doesn't matter, she watches it, and she cries at the end every time. I thought a movie about beaches would be a boring documentary at best, but possibly okay if there were lots of shots of babes in bikinis. But apparently it's a chick flick and the hot one dies of cancer or something, and my wife always cries. I told her that it will always end the same way, she will always die, so why do you subject yourself to this and cry every time? I mean, the world sucks enough as it is; why you would actively pursue sadness? "Because it's a great movie" she said. Yeah, okay.
One day, in a moment of weakness or perhaps just an attempt to appease the wife (shut up), I agreed to watch the movie with her. It really was good. And at the end, when the hot friend dies, I did get choked up (I said shut up!) and then Bette Midler sang "Wind Beneath My Wings" and I cried (okay fine, laugh all you want -- real men aren't afraid to cry).
A few years later, we finally bought our first house, moved a few towns north, and had to find a new church. They got a new choir director (who is pretty and has amazing breasts) who asked me if I liked to sing. I had no idea why she asked me, but yeah, I guess so. She was getting together a "Men's Chorus" to do a special song on Mother's Day, which was coming up. All the men would sing a special song to the moms and wives in their lives. They didn't have to be in choir or anything, they just had to want to sing a song to their special ladies. Well, sure.
On Mother's Day, we sang "Wind Beneath My Wings". It reminded me of the movie about beaches, and I got kinda choked up. I hadn't sung in years other than in the car, but I went ahead and dove right into it because why not? Afterwards, the director told me I had a great voice and she loved the passion with which I sang, and she asked if I'd like to join the choir. But the choir is, like, all old people. Oh shit, that's right, I'm old now! I wasn't playing in any bands or doing anything else musical at the time, so I joined the choir, learned to sing parts and stuff, and got my musical jones off that way. Never sang in a choir before. It's pretty cool.
So yeah, "Wind Beneath My Wings" helped lead me to singing in a choir and spending a couple hours a week with a pretty lady with wonderful breasts, and any song that can do that is okay in my book.
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