Origins

Like all new things, this blog owes its existence to a moment of disappointment. I was in Jacksonville Florida. It was December 2006. Jacksonville Florida is not the same as Miami, or Orlando Florida, especially in December. It feels more like North Carolina than Florida. Cold and rainy. Freshly out of Graduate school I was in Jacksonville for a football game. Approaching 30, me and some of my college buddies decided to make a long lost weekend of it.  One of many lost hurrahs.  

Getting off the air plane I was buoyant. We were going to drink hard, eat well, and smoke plenty of weed and maybe make it to the game on time. I'd rented a car for the weekend. A real treat. Grad school had left me relatively broke. At the time, I was driving an '87 Volvo station wagon with no A/C and a broken radio. As I pulled out of the lot in a 2005 Ford Torus, it was the most luxury I could afford, I cranked up the A/C zipped up my sweater and turned on the radio.

The Torus had satilite radio.  I hadn't had a working radio in three years. This was something I need to explore. I began flipping through the stations; Country, Punk, Easy listening, Jazz, Classic Jazz, 70's...hello...I know just the thing. I flipped through until the dial read "90's" and cranked the tunes even loader. My enthusiasm quickly turned to confusion and anger. Technically these songs were recorded in the 90's, but somehow the failed to capture a certain nintiesness.  

Three days later I was on my way home, nursing a hangover. What would a survey of 90's music sound like. Music that was not just chronologically 90's but spiritually 90's.  That is this blogs goal; a subjective survey of the music of our youth.