Real Love

So, the song “Real Love” seems to be resurfacing, which I find totally nutty. It first came out in 1996, when I was at the ripe old age of 15, as part of the Beatles’ Anthology 2 album. Which I totally owned, by the way, because my brother and I were Beatles’ geeks even as teenagers. I’m pretty sure I even had a shirt with the Beatles’ Apple logo on it at the time. I also had a shirt with “The Kramer” on it, but that’s neither here nor there.

Anyway, even at 15 I was not so impressed by “Real Love.” It was a neat idea and everything, for the gang to get together and record with an old track featuring Lennon’s voice, but… enh. It kind of weirded me out. Like that recording/video of “Unforgettable” where Natalie Cole sings with her very much deceased father. Sweet, I guess, but still kind of creepy.

Back to the point. So recently, Rob and I went to see Regina Spektor in concert, and she performed a cover of “Real Love,” and it was pretty amazing, but that was probably mostly because she has an insanely gorgeous voice.

But then the song popped up again on, of all things, a JCPenney commercial. Anyway, I don’t know if it’s nostalgia for my teenage years or because this little girl is ostensibly building a rocket ship out of discount cookware and Arizona jeans—cause that’s the only tie I can possibly find to JCPenney’s in the commercial—but I am really digging this song. Like really digging it. I downloaded the Regina version and listen to it several times a day. I hum it in the car. I see the Apple logo in my sleep.

Here’s the commercial—one, for your enjoyment and two, because I think answering Laura’s yearnings for serious-ness on WBB by posting another commercial is the only response that makes any sense.