What is it like having a No.1 song after almost two decades? Also, do awards really matter?
I’m definitely happy about it, but I’m not entirely sure what it means. It’s a little like being named prom king 20 years after high school. It feels nice, but I don’t expect it to change the course of my life. I’m also not entirely sure what it means on a practical level to have a No. 1 song. There are so many different charts and formats and territories that I can’t keep up. All I know is that it’s not on the same chart as “Despacito.”
Awards used to matter. I remember being at summer camp when I was seven and being so happy to get any kind of ribbon or a badge. I just liked the object—the commemoration of something. One night I was in my bunk homesick and crying all night so I got taken to the counselors’ cabin. They were all up playing cards and drinking. Some of the female counselors were in their pajamas which I couldn’t believe I was seeing. They were all probably 16 years old but they seemed like the Rolling Stones to me. They gave me a badge for missing my mom and dad so much.
