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My Favorite Song from Every Year I’ve Been Alive (Part Three: 1990–1999)
It was an odd decade for many reasons
We have reached Part Three of my trip down memory lane picking my favorite song from every year I have roamed this big blue rock. In this installment, we dive headlong into the 1990s, a decade that was as weird for me personally as it was musically, which is saying something. If you’re coming late to the party, you can read Part One and Part Two before reading further, otherwise let’s get started.
If you were alive during the 1990s, you know I’m not kidding when I said it was a weird decade. Record stores stopped selling records and started selling CDs, a dude from Arkansas got elected president and then got into a lot of trouble, and we all thought Y2K was going to be the end of the world as we knew it; somehow, we survived all three of these things.
For me, it was weird personally for multiple reasons. In 1990, life had reached the point where joining the Army at the start of the First Gulf War seemed like my best option, in 1996 I suddenly became optimistic enough to believe getting married was a smart idea, and in 1998 I welcomed the arrival of the first of two Springsteen-loving daughters. Going one-for-three is good in baseball, so maybe I actually did ok.
