JEREMY SPOKE IN CLASS TODAY

Angst, and the grunge movement of the nineties. What do we remember from them? the proliferation of anti-depressants? The two faces of madness in pop culture: cobain and axl rose? the redemption that music brings to an individual as proven by eddie vedder and his grammys? or is it the fact that madonna went through all of it with michael jackson not far behind?

life and music has always been two sides it seems. One side is the angry "i wanna die coz im so sad about something" side and the "damn im a giddy happy hoppy tripped up elf" side.

either of which just manages to do for us what we currently need, as the mood suits. there really is always a song for how you exactly feel, or maybe close enough give or take a few stanzas.

it was in the late eighties that i became aware of my love for music, when i first glued my ears to FM radio and it was in the nineties that i grew musically expanding up from the hardcore new wave / post punk that i ended up in after my early experimentations with pop music.

it was then that i learned of the early rock masters and the balladeers. the acid rock movements that i was exposed to as a child but never truly understood, the hip-hop scene, and rap thar i still have a soft spot for.

my only regret with music is that for all my love for it, i cannot play a single instrument decently of or sing as well as i would like. i love music, music scorns me with mere toleration. for all my talent with writing and poetry i have yet to really feel the muse of music in me.

but i am not bitter, i know that she is the most demanding of all the muses. and i have to be worthy of her attention by providing discipline in exchange for her.

consolation is that as i watch the music evolution and help guide my kids in their own foray into music i am reminded of my journey and it still is magical. truly, music is art, music is life.

what do i remember of the nineties music scene the most: king jeremy the wicked ruled his world.