I know why you associate Phil Collins’ song “In the Air Tonight” with Miami Vice. The song played during the show’s pilot episode on September 16, 1984. It was an iconic moment in television history, combining cinematography and imagery with music to cater to an “I want my MTV” craze. In a jet-black Ferrari, detective duo Crockett and Tubbs sped soberly through dark city streets while the song played on, building tension and posing relationship questions like “Was it real?”
(The answer is yes.)
During the fourth season we again heard “In the Air Tonight” during a scene that led up to Sonny Crockett being shot and critically wounded. Detective Crockett was a man of few words who enforced the law while living by his own set of rules. His fashion sense was always cool, complementing his laid-back attitude, but he was prone to fits of anger and bouts of depression. Beneath it all, he had a tender heart. Fans loved rooting for him, flaws and all.
We are all flawed, but some of us (like me) are flawed with extremes. We love with all that we are, with every ounce of our being. Our presence is often calming and uplifting. Full of passion, we can be intoxicating. If our perceptions become tainted or skewed, that loving energy can convert into vitriol and drowning depression. We’re stable until we fall, and when we fall, we don’t always go down alone.
So when you hear Collins sing, I’ve seen your face before, my friend, but I don’t know if you know who I am and wonder how well any of us really know the other, I have an answer for you. The talented Mr. Collins wrote another song called “Against All Odds.” Perhaps you’ll recall this line: You’re the only one who really knew me at all.