Scar Tissue-Life in the 90’s

Scar Tissue-Life in the’90s

Oh, The ’90s. When my juvenile brain first became enamored with music, my fashion style developed, I masturbated for the first time and became sexually active. During these years, I also had my first kiss, my first sense of what love was, and experienced the death of a friend. While I was young at the beginning, many events aged me over those 10 years, and I felt much older than 18 when they ended.

Shine – Collective Soul

In 7^th grade, I had a teacher who would listen to the local rock station during art class. Bands that I had never heard before were becoming the next big thing and with every new release, I decided more and more that this was the style of music for me. Being a bit of a bible town, the music was selective, and I didn’t realise that I was only being given a small taste of what rock music could be. But the sound of Collective Soul was enough to perk my interest and I became hooked.

November Rain- Guns and Roses

Oh, the first kiss. It was wet and sloppy and not very good, but it moved me from childhood to adolescence. Silly how something so innocent can be such a big rite of passage. I hadn’t known Dan long, but we were neighbourhood friends and it just seemed like he was the boy to do this with. I had this need to “get it out of the way”. Dan was a few years older than me, and already knew the sounds of G & R well. We listened to November Rain on repeat for days it felt like, at least until this first kiss. Even though he didn’t become my first love, he did teach me that kissing takes practice. Something I was grateful for.

Zombie- The Cranberries

Man, did I love Dolores. She was spunky and punky and rocked everything she wore. Her fashion sense was a huge part of my teen years and even though I lived in a small town and was picked on and poked at for my spiky hair, ripped jeans, and all-black attire, I wore it anyway. Probably because at the time I thought that’s what Dolores would do, but it was a great start to my “don’t care what others think” attitude. I later went on to find Courteny Love and other punk rockers that would feed more into my style, but Dolores will always be my first. Interesting that my fashion choice then very much matches my dungeon attire now…

Lightening Crashes-Live

I loved this song. Each day I would rush home from school and sit in front of my older than dirt ghetto blaster, a bunch of blank cassette tapes by my side, trying my best to record the songs I loved. This one sticks with me most. I can still recite the lyrics, word for word.

I think I had twenty or more recordings of this one song. Not having the money as a teen to buy albums, especially as CD’s were first released, I would take the time to record music from the radio, timing the pressing of buttons just right. It was not a perfect science and I would usually hear the previous songs ending riff as the song I wanted started, or the announcer’s voice would cut overtop the opening chorus. But it was what we had, and it makes me feel a bit nostalgic thinking about it.

Many afternoons were wasted waiting to record the sounds of the ’90s. Thankfully midway through, I got my first real job and didn’t need to record my own cassettes anymore. I didn’t get rid of them though, they are currently in storage, beside my box of journals.

Glycerine – Bush (aka Bush X in Canada)

In 1996, I had been in a relationship with my first boyfriend for a year already. A couple of years older than me, he was very much interested in moving his sexual experience along and I was more than happy to comply (sounds familiar). We had a lot of experience already but hadn’t gone –“all the way”.

I lost my virginity listening to Bush, in a dark corner of a dirty basement, at a friend’s house party. While the atmosphere doesn’t give me the feeling of romance and love that it did way back when, the opening verse of Glycerine takes me back to that first of most intimate moments.

♫Must be your skin

I’m sinking it

Must be for real

Cause now I can feel♫

I still get tingles. This is also one of the best live performed song I’ve ever had opportunity to see.

Good Riddance -Green Day

While not my first dance, this is the one that sticks with me most. The same boyfriend (we were together for 5 years) graduated high school in 1998. Good Riddance (sometimes called -The time of your life) was the song for his “Grand March” and as such was also the first dance. At this time, I thought we would get married, have a house full of babies and live happily ever after. I fully embraced this moment, of which I thought there would be plenty more to come, resting my head on his shoulder and swaying to the beat.

We broke up a couple of years later. Me with plenty of sexual experience and the need to find what I was searching for and him with a broken ego and a need to redefine his future. Some people aren’t compatible, no matter how much you want to be. A sad but valuable lesson.

Aerosmith-Don’t want to miss a thing

Although I’m not a huge fan of Aerosmith, this song sticks with me because it was the favorite of a friend of mine. In late 1998, after one night of too much booze and even more ego, a bunch of my friends jumped into two cars and commenced to have a game of cat and mouse. The rules are simple, keep away from the cat. This led to a horrific accident that took my friends life, as well as that of his cousin. This tragic event changed me in a way I couldn’t have guessed, bringing to the forefront of my mind that while we were young, we were not invincible.

Scar Tissue-Red Hot Chili Peppers

At the end of 1999, I was at a party to celebrate the arrival of not only a new year but a new decade. Scar tissue was playing loudly from the speakers when the count down came, 3, 2, 1, Happy New Year! The lights and music died. A practical joke to remind us of Y2K. Of course, the world computers didn’t have the disaster that we were warned of, computers already being smarter than we could know. Scar Tissue seemed like a good ending for the ’90s, at least for me. I had gained plenty of that.

These are just a few events that took place during those influential years but might be some of my most important. I think many look back at their youth and think about how young and dumb they were, not the opportunities, chances, and lessons that came with their youth. I’ll admit, I didn’t have everything figured out but what I did know served me well. Twenty years have passed since those fateful years, but I can remember them like they were yesterday, with just a few mixed tapes.

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