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Crikey, that was final year of degree and year in wilderness (living at home/trying to pretend was still at uni, working as accountant/secretary/machinist). 20-22.
95/96 Pulp, Blur, Radiohead, Hole, Nirvana, Sugar/Husker Du,the Prodigy. In complete denial about how badly wrong things were emotionally, post-breakdown. So angry/'clever', angry/basic music, i guess.
Burning candle at all ends, finally enjoying degree/trying to do three years' work in 4months but also conscious of disappearing social space so going out loads. hitting books during day, clubbing in london evenings - megatripolis/heavenly social - ooh, chemical brothers, yes. anything on here played to death
Take That after being *dragged* to see them, Spice Girls. obsessed with 'Wannabe' (the sound of a factory summer job)
Oasis - Dont look back in anger incredibly reminiscent of last-orders singing in the SU. drunk.
The orb(story of my college years, along with pulp/nirvana!), klf, brian eno ambient, Richie Hawtin, Orbital/The Shamen (going to things like tribal gathering). Gong/steve hillage/david bowie/brian eno/ - playing in spacerock(!) band. lot of drugs. the flipside of complete denial, i can see there was alot of fun there as well. Dub and dope.
1996/1997 Hallucinogenic/Doof/ other (pyschedlic) trance stuff-incredibly evocative of the house my then partner was living in 96/97. he was guitar boy, the rest of them were playing/making/dj'ing lots of 'doofdoofdoof/*swirly noises* stuff. Drum 'n bass. Fat basslines/free parties *g*
makes me think of a club in colchester, on a barge, kind of place where they come round with fruit at 6am *g* mushrooms/spirals/flouro....you get the idea!
=escapism/idealism- in staggeringly ineffective hippy way! ambitions to start 'ecstasy club'-style communal living space/social experiment!
oh, fewer drugs. but alot of comradeship/safe space/belonging.
And alot of refusal to recognise that life moves on, pretending to be a student forever not an option, wanting stasis, even though now i can see what i had was pretty shite. (97/98 was much better!)
ooh, that was fun. and sure i've forgotten loads but i'll shut up now.
why those years, Deva? |
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