In 1991 I was 30 years old, married, had a one year old child, a suit and tie job, a house, a mortgage and a dog. In short, domestic bliss, the American dream, conformity, what was expected of me, a sale out. Eight years earlier, in college, I was a long hair, ear-ring wearing, shaggy beard, dope smoking, non-conformist. How I got off-track, or for some, got on track in eight short years I no longer remember. I could blame it on a girl, or maybe maturity, or some self-realization that came over me passing a bong around. Whatever happened, it happened, good, bad or indifferent.
The one “edge” that I kept was music. I didn’t succumb to listening to the benign country music that my friends were listening to, a bland mix of three simple chords. Songs about heartache, trucks, drunks and trains. I found new music, new artists singing songs about restlessness, chaos, turmoil, and anarchy. I decided if I couldn’t live it I could at least listen to it.
Finding this music 25 years ago was difficult. It required work, research and hours spent in the “Cool” record shop in my white shirt and tie amongst the dirty t-shirt and blue jean skateboard crowd. Our community had eight FM radio stations, three country, one soul/rap, one gospel, one educational, one religious, and one lame ass rock station. None of these stations played my music so the most important piece of equipment in my car was the cassette player, when it died it was time to trade the car in.
During this time Washington state, specifically Seattle, seemed to be the epicenter of a developing new music scene, a genre entitled Grunge by the media. It was an alternative sound that harkened back to the simple days of rock before electronic synthesizers dominated the top 40. The music was raw, loud and emotional, strip down to the basics, a guitar, bass, and a drum. 2,700 miles away I had found a sound to fill the hole in my music soul.
I had heard rumblings about this group, three guys lead by a quirky singer-songwriter- guitar player that could make a lot of noise. Late in 1991, Nevermind was released and the speakers in my car never recovered from the strain. From Nirvana I learned about Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains, and Stone Temple Pilots music I still listen to as a 55-year-old with a much better stereo system, and sub-woofer, in his car.
This year marks the 25th anniversary of the release of Nevermind. The tributes have poured in about how this record changed music, some have gone so far as to say changed the world. I am not sure about that but 25 years ago, a 30-year-old, wrapped up tight in a world expected of him got a little break, a little respite from all of his obligations and responsibilities driving around town in his Honda Accord with the stereo turned up as loud as it would go.
“I’m worse at what I do best, And for this gift, I feel blessed, Our little group has always been, And always will until the end” – Nirvana “Smells Like Teen Spirit“
Was it really 25 years ago?! Wow. Just having a think about what I have done in those 25 years. Hmm, can’t complain!
Here we are now. Entertain us.
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Nice 🙂
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I confess, I didn’t get into the grunge too much; I stuck with my Classic 70’s rockers. I do appreciate what they brought to the party, though, and “No Excuses” by Alice In Chains is a great tune!
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My Ipod is filled with the Beach Boys, Beatles, Rolling Stones, Who, Aerosmith, and Led Zeppelin but so is Eddie Vedder’s. These “Grunge” guys translated the music that I loved, that they loved, made in the 60’s and the 70’s and moved it into new place. For that I am thankful. Just saw PJ in concert. For old guys they can still play their asses off.
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You think they could go four hours like THE BOSS? 😉
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They played almost 3 hours, moving hard. I was very impressed. I am a big PJ fan. In my very, very humble opinion I think they are the most talented group of musicians playing together. They have no weak links, and Mike McCready is the most underrated guitarist around but I am a little prejudice. “The Wild, the Innocent & the E Street Shuffle” is one of favorite all time albums though.
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That makes me feel old… although I was a 20 year old young lady at the time. 🙂
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Ahhh you’re still a baby 🙂
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Oh stop it… ok go on, tell me that again.
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You’re still a baby…doll 🙂
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Your welcome? 🙂
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Haha thank you 😘
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If I were, and you were, and if the world were filled with…… 🙂
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Hans Christian Anderson said, “Where words fail, music speaks.” So true. Funny story: I grew up a music fanatic, from R&B to the Beatles, to Woodstock, to classical… great stuff. My kids liked music the way kids do, but not like me. Recently my son called to tell me how much better vinyl is than a CD. He wanted to hear all my records (I call them records or albums; he calls them vinyls). We spent days listening to great music. He had never heard The Who Live at Leeds, or Big Brother and the Holding Company before Janis Joplin was famous. At last…he understood and became a music fanatic, along with me. -Jennie-
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Jennie-this will break your heart, I threw my record collection away. Original Rolling Stones Sticky Fingers, Beach Boys Pet Sounds, Woodstock, Who’s Next, Led Zep Physical Graffiti, probably 500 albums. Who knew kids would love them again. Yes 1,000’s of dollars that my children, with turntables would love to have today…..oh well.
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Sigh! My husband’s mother threw out his Mikey Mantle baseball cards, and more.
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I know, I know. My dad worked for a radio station. I had every Led Zeppelin album ever released, original Canned Heat, Jimi Hendrix, Beach Boys, Beatles Capital records releases, Chuck Berry Chess records, yea I am a dumbass but I enjoyed them while I had them. I do still have a Mickey Mantle signed baseball 🙂
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Oh no!! Thanks for sharing this. Big sigh!
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I know, bigggggggg sigh
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But you still have a Mickey Mantle baseball card. Yes!!
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Yes 🙂 and a lottery ticket
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Love it!
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Ah, a kindred spirit in another way. I so resonate with this. 🙂
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🙂 How are you Ms. Gina?
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