I was watching a video of 'number one songs' from the 1960s. And then I found one I kind of remembered. It was from 1969. It was one of those songs that, purporting to be a love ballad, actually was a confession of an obsession. Those songs were common back then. Some of them bordered on the 'creepy stocker' lyrics, and if you ananlyze the lyrics they aren't healthy mantras to repeat. They aren't prayer like.
So it's 50 years later and I'm listening to this song about unhealthy obsessive love and scrolling down through the comments. Someone put in a comment about having been engaged to a person with the same name as the name that is repeated in the song. This person goes on about how even after all this time when she hears this song she cries.
My thoughts about it: after 55 years why would someone still be hung up like this?
Nostalaga is interesting in order to assess the material that formed us back in the day. I was young back then and realize now that this kind of sappy music was not really healthy for people. And yet it was spammed on the radio as if it were 'number one'.
It's either a metric as to how people were in their hearts and minds or a metric as to the level of psyop that was being pushed upon people.
It's OK to get sad but it shouldn't be your lifestyle.