Thursday, May 14, 2009

Awfully Delightful 90s: 20 - 16

Back from the Coma, same ground rules apply:
1. Song must be awful
2. Song must be delightful
3. Song must be on my iPod

#20. My Own Worst Enemy (Lit) Can We Forget About the Things I Said When I Was Drunk. Amen brother, Amen. If the 90s taught us anything, it's that there is a severe lack of personal accountability in America, and it only got worse. But still, accountability aside, who hasn't said or done something while having a cocktail or thirteen that they eventually regretted? We've all walked a mile in those shoes. So why not forget about them? Personally, a big pet peeve of mine, one that rivals Dick Cheney, is people I like to call "I Know What You Did Last Nighters". I mean, can we wait for the Alka-Seltzer to kick in before we go through the littany of last night's offenses? The sick and twisted joy that people get out of this torturous tactic is disturbing.

#19. Ruff Riders Anthem (DMX) If anything was going to give Nate Dogg and the G-Child a run for their money as the official "Gangsta Rap Song That White People Ate Up Like Candy" it's this fine diddy from DMX. Of course, the difference between the two was I was in High School for Regulate and College for Riders, so I naturally view Riders with more skepticism and don't want to admit how cliche I was, hence Regulate doesn't qualify for the list. Mind your business lady!

#18. Yellow Ledbetter (Pearl Jam). If only for what might be THE GREATEST AND MOST CREATIVE YOUTUBE CLIP EVER. I can't do this anymore justification than what's already been done...



#17. The Sweater Song (Weezer). Recently it dawned on me: Weezer. is. not. that. good. period. It took me a few albums. Heck, it took me over a decade. I think more than any other (successful) band of the 1990s, they fit the image of the pretentious, smug, holier-than-and-smarter-than-thou-garage-band that thinks they're being clever with the use of simple metaphors and simple facades. I'm on to you Weezer! And this lovely ballad is the cream of their crop. Let's use the image of a person unravelling knit clothing to expose the meek and lonely boy who has no spiritual fulfillment in his life. The only thing missing from the song is a violin.

#16. Stay (Lisa Loeb) Just a clear and precise delightfully awful song. There's two types of people in the world: The people who will admit that they love this song, and the people who lie about it. And let's give it up for the original Liz Lemon. The woman who made "nerdy" hot. Without her, there's no Tina Fey and there's no whoever that gal is on those VH1 I-Love-This-Decade shows that looks like Lisa Loeb but isn't.

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