Jul 09, 2010 22:38
VH-1 is rerunning their "Top 100 Songs of the 90s" - hey, cool, the 90s are pretty much when I lost touch with music, right? I mean, the 80s really lasted a couple of extra years and I was clean by the end of the 90s but the middle there - that was my cloudy time. They return from commercial and start with "Sabotage". Okay, I was sort of aware of that one, I guess. From that to "Enter Sandman" - oh! Dino! The record store! I'm still a rock & roll girlfriend! - to "Say My Name" - wait. I didn't get hip hop until I got clean and started going to dances. Vanessa really introduced me to it; I certainly wasn't listening to "Nothin' But a G Thang" in '93.
Oh, god. "Vision of Love"? Was I really still dating Sean in the 90s? I remember him bragging to someone at the bar how well I could sing it (we were all a little inebriated at the time). "Nothing Compares 2 U"? The cabin, standing on the couch, singing at Evan. The debut of Britney Spears? Donnie. I remember asking him why he knew so much new pop when he was my age. I thought I lost track of music, yet every song brings back memories. And I still remember how close to the bottom I was when we were listening to "No Excuses" and "Black Hole Sun".
When the 90s started, I was still in college. A baby. At the end of the decade I'd already changed my clean date and had almost five years clean. From graduation to Europe to the blurry slide down to the kicking and clawing climb back up...I guess it makes sense that my brain can't pull up the memories of the music. They're all still lodged in my gut.