'92 Vintage

Like a lot of people my age, I spent a lot of time listening to The Cure when I was younger. 

On a whim the other day, I pulled out their Wish album. Sometimes, there's nothing like listening to that album and feeling the intensity of being sixteen all over again. In particular, From the Edge of the Deep Green Sea. It's probably my favourite song of theirs, and twenty years later, I can still listen to it repeatedly. Everything about that song is perfect - the soaring music, the painful lyrics. It gets me every single time. Musical taste is a subjective affair, but I can't imagine how any person with a beating heart could not love this song.

Ah, but I still have so many other Cure songs that I love to revisit from time to time.

If I had to pick a single year that represents my youth, and sparked a love for the bands I still listen to today, it would be 1992. That year began with me heavily into U2, but before long I found myself completely immersed in Nirvana, Pearl Jam (a reason why Seattle has been on my radar for such a long time - although I never imagined I'd be living there one day), Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Smashing Pumpkins, R.E.M. and The Cure.

I like to think that - back in the day - I rocked the floral baby doll dresses or long flowing skirts, paired with either Doc Marten boots or Converse chucks, along with the best of them. I never went goth but my father used to delight in teasing me, telling me I looked "like a Greek widow". Instead, the grunge style had my full attention as a teenager, and I'm starting to see teenagers and students wearing green hair and Converse again, in the true twenty-year recycle of trends. That is what makes me feel old...