Popular Culture Review Vol. 25, No. 1, Winter 2014 | Page 14

10 Popular Culture Review be the Self. Historically, this is the final refuge of theory. / must be the thing that is stable, permanent, and eternal: the still point around which the culture and the cosmos turn. And so, is that constant thing you, your self, your ego, your own identity? Like Heraclitus’ river, you, too, are in constant flux, which must make us initially wary of this approach. But it is worth an investigation. And, interestingly, there is no better place to turn for answers to the question of personal identity than the song that held the number one position on the Billboard charts for the first week of January back in 1988. 2. Faith: Performing Identity Across Time George Michael had four number one singles in 1988—more than any other artist that year. He did not have the number one song of the year (we will encounter that classic at the end of our investigations), but the album from which his four number-one singles came sold more than 25 million copies. He also launched a world tour to support his first solo album in 1988. It was a year in which George Michael was re making his identity. Do you remember who you were in 1988? Are you sure who you are right now? In 1988 1 was still in college. I was thinking ahead to grad school, trying to make up my mind about whether or not to get my Ph.D. in physics or philosophy. 1 remember hearing George Michael’s song, “I Want Your Sex,” the year before, and I also remember that many radio stations were unwilling to play it. Kasey Kasem even refused to say the title of it when announcing it on his Top 40 Countdown, and George had to add an introductory disclaimer to the video before MTV would show it (which they still only agreed to do late at night), claiming that his song was not about casual sex and should merely be seen as an endorsement of “exploring monogamy.” Indeed, the times have changed. But to be honest, none of this controversy really interested me back in 1988.1 was aware of George Michael, but I was not listening to his music. I had a band at the time. The Foolish Mortals, and we were more excited about playing material that didn’t stand much of a chance of crossing paths with Top 40 music. We defined ourselves by who we listened to, but also by who we didn’t listen to in the culture. We established our identity that way as a band—as, I am willing to bet, most bands still do today. But when I say “I” had a band, what exactly do I mean by that? In what sense am I the same person that I was back then? When the mind and behavior change, as they always do as the