Probably the Breeders’ Last Splash, Sonic Youth’s Experimental Jet Set, or PJ Harvey’s To Bring You My Love for me. I also loved Pavement.
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Live. Throwing Copper. There, I said it. Now excuse me while I try to find that dang placenta.
Oh, man, how I did love Puddle of Mudd’s Life on Display.
I used to laugh like hell at The Ballad of Irving by Frank Gallup. Then adult me listened to it and realized how incredibly anti-semitic it is.
What, I’m old.
Exile In Guyville was it in my mid-20s, not so much when I listened out of the blue 15 or so years later. I think I didn’t need it as much.
Mine are the first three albums by Counting Crows. Although my husband knows to shut his damn mouth when I want to play those records and the only emotion he gives off is admiration at my happiness as I’m transported to feeling like a mopey, deep, alienated 13 year old.
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Gotta disagree hard on this one. IMO Jagged Little Pill holds up as a top 10 90s album. It’s a viscerally angry album and Alanis is SO GOOD at getting her emotions across.
No, sadly it would be taller, slab sided, and at least 500 to 750 pounds heavier.
Saline Dion?
That bane of existence, chemicals!
Exactly. Which is a pretty reasonable thing to be worried about for a high school boy.
to be fair, nearly every guy is afraid to get a boner in public, especially those sporting spandex.
I agree, it must be traumatic for them, in a way that neither I nor most commenters here can understand. With that said, Syed is entitled to a fair trial, and while his guilt might be debatable, I doubt many could claim that his first run through the system was fair. Lee’s family didn’t sign up for this, but if Syed…
I don’t know exactly if Marsha Johnson and/or Sylvia Rivera would qualify (as at the time they both identified as drag queens, in the absence of a visible trans* movement. Also Sylvia hasn’t been dead long enough), but that would be just fantastic.