Performer: Matthew Sweet
Songwriter: Matthew Sweet
Original Release: 100% Fun
Year: 1995
Definitive Version: None
Scott and Shani were engaged
November 1993 and got married April 1996. The gap had to do with a number of
important things, like graduate from college and get jobs.
The inner circle of the
wedding party was a family affair: I was best man, of course, and Jin was maid
of honor. However, because Jin lived in California, she wasn’t couldn’t do all
of the traditional pre-wedding bridal stuff in drips and drabs. It had to be in
one shot. So when Shani had her bridal shower Columbus—in February, I think—Jin
flew in to also conduct the bachelorette party.
How do I know this? I was
there—at least for part of it. Because Jin lived in California, she couldn’t
arrange a more typical bachelorette outing. (I think that was done by a friend
of Shani’s in Marion another weekend.) So instead, she just had a general party
party that was coed.
Jin and Shani went off on
their own for a while, and Scott, a few friends and I headed to Scott’s
favorite hangout—the BW-3 at Ohio State, aka the original location of the chain
(now long gone). Eventually, Jin and Shani showed up.
By this time, the party was
going full tilt. We took over three tables in the small front room—heck, we
more or less took over the front room—had a pile of money and wings on the
table and were playing trivia. I had my second fiver in the juke and another
hour left on music. In other words, it was a pretty standard BW-3 run.
Shani wore basic clothes,
nothing fancy, but she had a makeshift bridal hat—long before someone got the
bright idea to premake such hats. Jin bought a white baseball cap, stitched on
a veil and had The Bride spelled out in gold glitter pasted on the front panel.
I thought it was pretty cool, but I admonished Jin for not giving me a heads up
so I could put together a similar groom’s cap for Scott. Oh well.
I’m pretty sure this song
wasn’t the first song after they arrived, but it was early on, and Jin reacted
with surprise and glee that I played it. She was totally into Matthew Sweet at
the time and long before I was (naturally), and she wasn’t expecting to hear him
nestled amid the bombastic jock rock I typically played, like Led Zeppelin and
Pearl Jam.
See, even an older brother
can learn a few new tricks.
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