Right Here Waiting

I didn't know anyone who know- owned any of his music, but they all could sing the songs.

I had his first CD, No Surrender, I think it was, the one that had Right Here Waiting, 'cause that was a great breakout song.

On that song where he was trying to look tough on the cover-

Yeah.

...

he wrote a song for Barbra Streisand that everyone on the radio right now knows, uh, especially if you were a teenager in the '80s.

It's Right Here Waiting for You.

Yeah.

Same guy.

And from that point on, I was like, why would I do Don't Mean Nothing Part Two? Or conversely, Right Here Waiting Part Two.

Right Here Waiting, which was the biggest song of my life, I've actually had people, especially at record companies over the years, going, give me another Right Here Waiting.

It's like, no, I fucking gave it to you.

So I think that back to the question about perception, I think that Again, I don't know.

And this is important because...

When you own your other assets, for instance, Beetlejuice Beetlejuice came out a year ago, a year and a half, whatever.

There's a scene in the movie where Michael Keaton as Beetlejuice sings my song, Right Here Waiting.

We'll see you tomorrow at midday, and we leave you with a cracker.

It's Richard Marx and Right Here Waiting.

We will be at noon tomorrow.

Join us then.

Uh, you never know.

Beginning with 1987's Don't Mean Nothing, which Chicago-born singer is the only male artist in Billboard history to have his first seven singles reach the top five on the Hot 100 chart, including the number ones Hold On to the Nights, Satisfied, and Right Here Waiting?

Oh, this is '80s music, which is, like, as far as music goes, kind of not my biggest wheelhouse.

That said, you know, if you have that weird, specific thing firing in the back of your brain, it's often something to just run with.

I know my brain well enough to do that.

[laughs]

And I'm pretty sure Right Here Waiting is by Richard Marx.

Richard Marx is correct, yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

"Right Here Waiting" for you.

Yeah, it sounds like a Richard Marx song, but-

I'll be waiting.