2 things about the song "Janine" by Soul Coughing.
Once, a group of friends and I went to hear M. Doughty play at the Knitting Factory when it was in Manhattan. (This would be, probably, summer of 2000.) He ended with "Janine", and one member of my party was so overcome that she cried, to no one in particular, "I'm going to name my daughter Janine!" This same girl is the only person I know who actually grew up in Williamsburg, once told me that dancing with your feet planted was called "New York Style," and is now a full-time professional Christian.
The other thing: around that same period, I once called my then-boyfriend and, on his answering machine, left the whole a cappella girl part from "Janine." He said he found this creepy.