Apparently I am in the minority on "Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World," at least according to Kois. I hated that song from the the first time I heard it. Every time it came on the radio I would scramble to change the station. When I was a teenager, I hated cover songs, and I had no patience for twee vocalists.
But then I did as many do and took a honeymoon in Hawaii. I don't recall if I heard Iz's music while there, but I do know that visiting Hawaii softened my attitude towards what I had considered America's Other Tourist State (I grew up in Florida). And that softening extended to Hawaiian music as well.
So, now I can listen to the song without gritting my teeth. Hooray for personal growth! Eventually, a few idle Googlings later and I learned that Iz was a genuinely gifted musician and to this day is very important to Hawaiians.
But
You guys
What is it that *I* can't stop thinking about?
Stupid, small, tooth-picking, yawning me?
"Why is this man so fat?"
I am fat too, and so when I see people who look like Iz did, I look at myself and fret that there isn't much between him and me. Will I, too, die young, crushed under the weight of my own body? Only, unlike Iz, I won't have left anything behind except for dumb reviews of books.
And so, Google books led me to believe I could find an answer in this discussion of Facing Future, Iz's breakthrough solo album. More than half the book is straight biography, and an interesting one at that. I didn't have much interest in the music commentary and I even told myself I would skip it, but I'm glad I didn't because there were more stories about Iz in them.
I got the answer to my question, but I also got a fascinating glimpse into a time and a place I knew nothing about. So, I don't know. Maybe it's true that there's no such thing as a stupid question.