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Posts tagged ‘The Terrible 90′s’

I picked up the Bubblegum Crisis and VOTOMS manuals more out of interest in the licensed source material than anything else. I picked up Champions: The New Millennium because it happened to be racked next to those other two games. Okay, maybe there’s a little more to it than that. The third edition of Champions […]

I fell into the punk thing fairly late in my adolescence. My teen years were the back half of the Eighties, and were mostly spent in a self-imposed bubble of Sixties pop and soul music. The life-altering epiphanies of the Repo Man soundtrack didn’t happen until the spring of 1989, when I seventeen years old […]

Sic transit gloria Nineties

July 31st, 2018

Looking back, you wonder if any of it was real. Of course it was. You can find ample physical evidence in any thrift store or the few sad remnants you’d elected to hold on to all this time. There’s a part of you that whispers how these were your best years — a halcyon daze […]

Necromunda marked the end of my days as an active tabletop gamer. Most of my gaming pals had scattered to the four winds, and the ones I did manage to keep in contact with were busy with other concerns. We’d reminisce about the “good old days” during our increasingly infrequent meet-ups and float the idea […]

Wrecks and candy

May 11th, 2018

The mid-Nineties were a boom time for promotional CD compilations. Unholy alliances between record labels and other commercial concerns were nothing new, but they did attain a distinctly plaintive quality during the generational marketing shift of the Alt-splosion Era. From the labels’ standpoint, these deals meant some easy licensing revenue and a passing chance at […]

When I started assembling my list of “essential” albums to seek out on vinyl, Lush’s Gala was one on the first entries I added to it. The 1990 debut (actually a compilation of singles and the Scar “mini-LP”) by the shoegaze scenesters possesses all the qualities I look for in a record — a consistently […]

Dead alive in 1995

April 6th, 2018

I remember next to nothing about MTV’s Club Dead, apart from the lingering feelings of horror and disdain the whole “full motion video” CD-ROM game fad of the early-to-mid-Nineties instilled in me. Ballyhooed as the “Next Big Thing,” the FMV game thing was really just a massive cop-out that took advantage of the CD-ROM format’s […]

It’s the trick of imagery

March 1st, 2018

Believe or not, but I’ve mellowed quite a bit as I’ve grown older. The white whales of old look more like guppies in hindsight, and the spite that once burned with the intensity of a blast furnace has dimmed in magnitude. Maintaining grudges takes work, man, and that kind of exertion is better spent on […]

RE: Format

February 23rd, 2018

The first compact disc I ever saw in the wild was a copy of Al Stewart’s Year of the Cat that someone gifted to my mother in the mid-Eighties. Our family didn’t own a CD player, so she ended up handing it off to a co-worker who did own one in exchange for his vinyl […]

Smells like day-old bullshit

February 22nd, 2018

I didn’t care much for “grunge” music, even though we shared a cold climate slacker-punk wardrobe. In the fall of 1989, the ex-punk audiophile I worked with in the Choate Hospital kitchen spun Soundgarden’s Louder Than Love CD on a car stereo that cost more than the shitty hatchback that housed it. “It’s the ‘Seattle […]

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