It’s all becoming clear why I tuned out of the “current” music scene in the mid ’90s after Kurt Cobain’s death (which I will never, ever call a suicide), with certain exceptions (nine inch nails a case in point). I respect Shania Twain for her Loretta Lynn/Dolly Parton esque rags to riches story even if I didn’t dig her style of music, I want Carly Simon to beat the crap out of Alanis Morissette for making such an obnoxious “kiss and tell” song vis a vis “You Oughta Know” (come on folks it was about some asshole on Full House and she knows zilch about irony) and it has occurred to me that Garth Brooks and Jon Lovitz have never been in the same room together. However, some Sheryl Crow songs were…pretty good. I love “If It Makes You Happy” and her Cat Stevens cover (“First Cut Is The Deepest”).
Of course I’m way too white to have ever given two shits about gangster rap. Though years later I decided that “It Was A Good Day” is a great song, as was “Gangster’s Paradise.” Later I would take a liking to Eminem a bit (hey I’m white and he’s a Michigan boy).
Holy shit….another CA earthquake? Way to interrupt my music rant, Mother Nature (well played)!