As part of your Membership you will be eligible to win a Meet and Greet for a show that you are attending every year HANSON goes on tour. This is indicative of Evan’s socially inept personality, how he longs to be a part of the world around him, but he “marches to the beat of a different drum”. You will also have access to previous years' membership kits in the store.
This has the effect of anticipating the rhythm like others can, but going one eighth note too long in the next pulse, jumping to the third pulse, and awkwardly staying in that pulse for the rest of the next measure. This song slightly changes this rhythm, where instead of 3-3-2, it is in patterns of 3-4-9, with the final eighth note tying into the entirety of the next measure. It has the effect of anticipating the beat, going in that rhythm, then prematurely resolving itself in time for the next measure. Similarly, this rhythm can be recognized in “America” from West Side Story. Traditionally, it consists of syncopated eighth notes with pulses at the beginning of the first beat, the end of the second beat, and the beginning of the fourth beat in common time, creating a pattern of 3-3-2. The music is a subversion of a rhythm that is very common in musical theatre. Step out, step out of the sun If you keep getting burned Step out, step out of the sun Because you've learned, because you've learned On the outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass I'm waving through a window I try to speak, but nobody can hear So I wait around for an answer to appear While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass I'm waving through a window, oh Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me? We start with stars in our eyes We start believing that we belong But every sun doesn't rise And no one tells you where you went wrong Step out, step out of the sun If you keep getting burned Step out, step out of the sun Because you've learned, because you've learned On the outside, always looking in Will I ever be more than I've always been? 'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass Waving through a window I try to speak, but nobody can hear So I wait around for an answer to appear While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass Waving through a window, oh Can anybody see, is anybody waving?