On ’90s rock

I think I have a fairly vast bank of of musically related memories. This comes up at random times as Pandora plays various stations based on the 90s musicians I listened to. Literally as I wrote that sentence, it transitioned from DND by Semisonic to Closing Time. Doesn’t get any better than that.

For example, I read Taliesin to Jars of Clay’s Much Afraid album. Every time that album gets shuffled to in Itunes, I find myself trying to remember if I actually liked the books. My brother Matt and I played incredible amounts of Gran Turismo to Semisonic. On repeat. Hours and hours.

Caedmon’s Call reminds me of… well, everything. Particularly things to do with my wife. Requesting Somewhere North at a Derek Webb concert before I was engaged to marry my wife and finding special significance in “I have nothing to my name… but I can give you that.”

It’s interesting how potent music can be… even to one who is fairly inundated by music, even perhaps in danger of distraction. Are there any songs that hold special memories for you? What about mundane memories?

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  1. rebecca says:
    March 17, 2010 at 9:30 am

    Thanks for giving me your name. It’s my favourite. :) Also, listening to Andy O now always makes me think of you.

  2. Mattymac says:
    March 17, 2010 at 1:05 pm

    Dude. Every time i listen to Jars of Clay’s self-titled album all I can think of is playing those ridiculous games on the Jaguar.

  3. Aunt Deb says:
    March 17, 2010 at 6:34 pm

    When I hear Twelfth of Never (which i must admit is rare) I think of my wedding dance and the DJ playing the 33 at 45 rpm.

    When I hear Brandy, or Rocket Man or Alone again Naturally I am back at Camp Cleveland sitting on the roof with the other waitresses.

    When I hear Three Dog Night – Try a Little Tenderness – I am again back at Camp Cleveland – but this time with 7 other ladies jammed into bunk beds that had seen better days, with everyone either sleeping or trying to get there, when my album pick of the week came crashing into the room “Live from the Forum…… it’s Three Dog Night!!!”
    Believe it or not, this happened more than a few times before I was prohibited from choosing that album and switched to Carole King – Tapestry – which hasn’t exactly stood the test of time :o )
    And none of these are from the 90′s – but I could go on and on which just speaks to what an amazing gift music is and what an impact it can have.
    Thanks for the memories :o )
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