Yesterday after I posted “I can’t remember the 90’s”, many songs from that decade started to pop in my head. One song lead to another and millions of memories of friends, places, and stages of my life came to mind. I love remembering and I specially love when the memories are weaved into the music. So here they are, my second batch of songs from the 90’s.
This one is for my friend Melissa F.
Since I started writing this block, I noticed that every time I think of the “good old days”, I always go back to the 80’s. I remember this decade as it had happened yesterday; the fashion, the music, the T.V. shows, everything is vividly inserted in my mind. What is strange about having these clear memories, is that I was only 2-years old in 1980 and 11 in 1989. Most people start building their memories at the age of 3 (on average). If I try really hard, I can remember when I was 4 years-old, but I’m certain I can not remember 1980 and 1981. Even if I was able to remember those years, you are not really aware of a decade’s music, fashion and trends until you are much older. Probably I was only aware of the 80’s culture from 1986 to 1989. So, how come I can remember it so well? And how come the 90’s are only composed of vague images that pop in my head once in a while? From age 11 to 21, technically my golden years, I can’t seem to remember much. After thinking about it, I came up with a couple of theories, actually 2 theories, about the mental tricks my mind is playing with me.
1. A lot of the culture of the 80’s extended into the 90’s. Many important bands like Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, Poison, etc. from the 80’s were still big in the early 90’s. The same goes for the fashion, and TV shows. In general, there is not a clean break between the 80’s and the 90’s; much of what we catalogue as 80’s continued to exist in the early 90’s. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that when you think of big hair, colorful make up and tight pants – mostly on guys, you think of the 80’s, but technically many of these images are also from the early 90’s.
2. In my mind, the 90’s didn’t happened that long ago, I have a hard time telling myself that this decade ended 11 years ago. Maybe it is because since then, life has speed up and it feels like, every thing has happened really fast. What ever the reasons are, in my mind, there is nothing distinctive about the 90’s that would let me separate it from the 00’s and it all blends together in a category I like to call “recent past”. However, I must accept that it has been a while since the 90’s and that there are special memories that should be pulled apart and filed in their own folders. Basically, I need to separate the 90’s from the “recent past”, archive my memories and let it go.
In order to do this, first I have to find out what exactly happened during those years. I did some research and found my favorite TV shows, movies and songs from the 90’s. I think this will help me identify the 90’s with its distinctive memories and at the same time pay tribute, to a fantastic decade!
So here we go:
Seinfeld – This is the best show ever! No other show makes me laugh like Seinfeld
Alley McBeal -“My first, my last, my everything”
Dawson’s Creek – Poor Dawson, he started to lose his hair and at the end, nobody wanted to date him.
Felicity – I Loved this show!
The X Files – Did Mulder and Scully ever got together? I have to admit that these was a very long show and at the end I lost interest.
Beverly Hills 90210 – Classic
Friends – Central Perk
Fraiser – I always thought that Niles – Fraiser’s brother was hilarious
Melrose Place – Classic
3rd Rock from the Sun
Shindler’s List 1993 – I still remember the scene where everything is black and white except for the girl on the red coat
The Usual Suspects 1995 – After this movie I became a big fan of Kevin Spacey
The Sixth Sense 1999 – “I see dead people”
Se7en 1995 – Brad Pitt! – I still remember the guy that die from gluttony – Nasty!
L.A Confidential 1997 – Kevin Spacey I love you!
Pulp Fiction 1994 – Best Soundtrack
The Silence of the Lamps 1991 -” Good evening, Clarice”
Forrest Gump 1994 – “Run Forrest”
Titanic 1997 – “I am the king of the world”
Jerry Macguire 1996 – “Show me the money”
So, these are my favorite songs from the 90’s. It was hard to pick only 10, but I think theses songs have been somehow “Iconic” in my life. Enjoy!
Ok. I like these ones too!
This week my friend reminded me of a regueton group from Puerto Rico called Calle 13. I forgot how much I liked their music. Their lyrics are hilarious and completely insensitive. Their rhythms are catchy and basically their music makes me happy. When you listen to them, you just want to stand up and dance. That is the beauty of latin music, it is happy music. – or at least dramatic!
Anyway, my favorite song from Calle 13 is a collaboration they did with Cafe Tacuba, another fantastic group from mexico. This is not a regueton song, it has more of Cafe Tacuba’s sound which is hard to describe,- maybe a mix of rock and mexican band sounds – this is a great song,
Since I was an innocent flower; I have always enjoyed Halloween. I guess this love for Halloween I inherited from my mother who until this day, wears costumes at the yearly Halloween party with her cousins. I still have present in my mind all the excitement of that day, the crazy costumes, the make up and the sugar overdose we used to have at the end of the day. Later on, Halloween became even more fun. Every year, I would look forward for the Halloween party, me and my friends would make cool costumes and we would party all night long! It was awesome.
When I moved to the States, I tried to carry on with that tradition; every year I would go to a Halloween party until october 31st of 2004. That day, was the day my Halloween history was split in two. That day, I should have known better, I saw it coming but I didn’t do anything about it and the reason I’m writing this story is to finally get some Halloween closure and move on with my life….. This is what happened:
My then boyfriend and now husband, invited me to a Halloween party. He told me his friend was hosting a party and that we should find some costumes to go to the party. I have to say that the concept of “party” changes from country to country. In Colombia if you say come to my party, at least you know that there are some key elements that will be present such as; music, dancing and alcohol. In America it is different, the word party implies, beer, T.V. and sometimes music (I’m not judging). Anyway, at that time, I was too naive to notice the difference and too excited with the Halloween party that I didn’t ask my husband any further questions about the party. I just took my colombian concept of party – music, dancing and alcohol – and made a Halloween costume for myself. I had just bought a kimono shirt and I thought that dressing up as a geisha would be very cool. I went very realistic on the costume, I painted my face white, my lips red, put lots of eyeliner and of course I put some chop sticks on my head. My husband bought an afro wig and we headed to the Halloween party. The night was young, and it was ours!
When we got there, it turns out that his friend was almost 50 years old and the only ones with costumes were some kids, my husband – who took his wig out right away – and me, the geisha. I want to make a pause to say that my husband should have shared with me at least two pieces of information before leaving the house. One; that his friend was way older than us and had kids, (that changes everything) and two; that it was a Halloween party FOR KIDS, just knowing those two things would have changed the night’s events.
Anyway, back to the story, I didn’t know anyone in there, plus everyone was either 10 years older or 10 years younger than me. I panicked and decided to go to the bathroom to wash my face but the white paint didn’t come out. After thinking about it, I decided to leave the paint on, I though it would be worse if I looked too desperate and uncomfortable, so I tried to keep my cool. There are a few things a remember from that night, I remember sitting on a big sofa, in front of a huge mirror that was on the wall, looking at myself – on a costume – and the rest of the guests – with no costumes – and thinking of how ridiculous I looked. Maybe if the mirror wasn’t there I probably would have forgotten that I looked like an idiot, but seeing my reflection on that mirror made me feel terrible. My husband noticed that I was uncomfortable and decided put his wig back on. Now, there were two idiots on the mirror… I guessed he was trying to make me feel better, but I just wanted to kill him. The whole thing was a disaster, it was a public humiliation.
That was the last time I wore a costume, since then Halloween became just another day for me until this year that I got the chance to dress up my daughter as a cow. She was so cute and we did so many fun things that I finally enjoyed Halloween one more time.
I really don’t have any song that goes with this story. Is there a song called Halloween Disaster? I was trying to think of a Halloween songs and besides from Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”, I couldn’t think of any other song. I do think that if there is an artist that deserves to be honored in Halloween, that artist is Lady Gaga. Not because of her songs, but because of the way she dresses; she basically wears costumes every day of the year. For her, Halloween is an everyday thing. I guess is as mundane as waking up in the morning and deciding between the black or the gray pants. In her case, she probably wakes up in the morning and has to choose between the meat dress, the super hero outfit or the lobster hat. The truth is that if I was a pop star I would dress the same way, why not? I would love to dress up as a super hero at work, It would give me more confidence. Anyway, I like her style and I love her outrageous outfits.