It’s the sound of every catchy melody I’ve ever known squashed together, with the cynicism of the mid-seventies smeared over the top like off-brand peanut butter. Amazing, then, that the sentiment is so direct: “Hey, it’s me again, plain to see again . . . please can I see you every day?” And there’s that low-register guitar line swiped directly from “I Wanna Hold Your Hand,” just like it was intended.

But it really gets cooking at the bridge, where the sadness kicks in: “I remember every word you said.” And then that second bridge, with the strings, building directly to a crescendo that collapses back into the chorus. You’re right, guys — I really didn’t know what I was looking for until I heard [your] voices in my ears.

Man I fucking love Cheap Trick.