Three discs, 2 from 1993 and the third from 1991 loaded into the iTunes a few days ago. I’ve been rocking out since. Odd thing is – unlike the polished, studio recordings I have – the bootlegs take me back 15 years. As soon as I hit play.
Which presents a fair question: Why would you want to be taken back 15 years?
In a lot of ways, the early 90s could have been better for me. Yet somehow, it’s the sunny, optimistic memories that are brought back.
- Blaring TMJ on my dual cassette boombox sitting in my sunny bedroom.
- Snowboarding the back hills of northwestern Wisconsin.
- Blaring TMJ on my dual cassette boombox driving a raised Ford Ranger through the rural back roads
Looks like things in fact, have not gotten worse.