I quite enjoy Vanessa Carlton’s 2004 single “White Houses,” but I do not come to you today to debate the merits of this piano-pumping ode to the joys and terrors of losing your virginity in some jerk’s car. See, after three years I can’t really remember when I first noticed the similarity of “White Houses” to the song posted after the jump. Perhaps I was tipped off by my ’80s-obsessed boss at the record store I worked at when “White Houses” was first released? Maybe I noted the comparison being made on a clever blog or message board? Perhaps it came to me in a dream? But whenever and however, I can’t hear “White Houses” now without thinking of this:
I mean…I’m not crazy, right? Surely someone else has noted/noticed this. Seriously, the next time you’re at karaoke try singing one over the other and freak out your pals in the process. Or not. It ain’t no big thing.