I just found this in my saved drafts...I don't know why I never posted it...surely someone out there will understand.
I love 90's rock music. Seriously. It makes me feel like I'm sitting in a warm coffee shop reading, writing, thinking about, discovering things that matter, truly madly deeply...or maybe walking in fields of gold. When I was in 7th grade (in the late 90's), this punk that every girl was "in love" with, told me I liked "depressed college kid music." I was like, "What does that even mean?" I guess I get it now. I'm uber emotional. And I like it. When I feel like I've discovered some deep truth, I just want to save tonight and fight the break of dawn. I mean, I was emotional before it was cool. It started in the 90's and carried on with a vengeance. I was a hardcore romantic as a kid. Artists in the 90's actually spoke to that part of me, what, with their actual talent and poetic lyrics. The flannels, t-shirts, ripped jeans, and long hair didn't hurt either. That low-key grungy look is appealing to this low-maintenance girl. The invitation to come as you are, yeah, that's good stuff.
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