I don't mean to be all "well I liked him before he was famous," but... I did! I'm such a jerk!
Anyway, it's a weird feeling. I feel like Bon Iver was my special little friend. I would listen to him after I dropped my friends off from a night on the town, and his gentle, yearning falsetto echoed through my parents' station wagon as I took the long way home winding down Wellington Crescent, just to hear the whole album.
I liked Bon Iver back when only the snobbiest of music snobs knew who he was. I knew he was great, yet I was reluctant for him to catch on. I wanted him all to myself.
This past weekend, Justin Timberlake did a (pretty dead-on) impression of Bon Iver's Justin Vernon on Saturday Night Live. I laughed, but I also felt kind of... offended? It was like they were making fun of my best friend. I wanted to yell at the TV "But you don't know him like I do! DON'T MAKE FUN OF HIM."
I'm kind of crazy, yes.
I was kind of glum that he was famous enough to be made fun of in SNL. He's hit the big times.
While part of me is glad Bon Iver is getting such well-earned praise, another part of me is a little bit sad that he's not all mine anymore (and yes, I knew he was never 'all mine' - he's had an army of dedicated fans since day one, not just me). And another part of me is offended that thousands of people didn't even know who he was on Grammy night, even though, technically, that should make me happy, as I don't want anyone else to know who he is...
I'm so complex!