Check Your Blind Spots: Week Two
Tuesday, July 14th, 2009
A part of becoming a music nerd is going back and retracing the annals of music history to discover (or rediscover) music that, while long since canonized, has yet to properly grace your ears. Being born in the early 80’s means that there are decades and decades of music the preceded me that I needed to discover, especially since I didn’t really start giving a crap about music (not counting Weird Al and early Beach Boys) until I was a teen – the mid-90s. When making the conscious decision to become a voracious music listener, however, I had to choose certain streams of music over others, leading me to totally miss out on zeitgeist-capturing artists in my very own time. You chose grunge, I went with pop punk. You went with Smashing Pumpkins, I went with Weezer.
Despite this, I have had years to retrace my steps on several of these key figures of the mid-to-late 90s. There is one glaring omission, however, I have yet to pay any attention to up to this point: the late and many would say, great, Jeff Buckley. Most egregiously, while several of my friends and peers became obsessives and loyalists, I never gave two shits about his 1994 album, Grace.
