You got it, Papa Cass.
Okay, I wrote most of this when I was bored a couple weeks ago. Brace yourself, because this might be the longest self-written post ever posted in this forum. Of course, its still only worth 1.
New set!
And some of them are pretty goldarn easy. And some, might not be.
I wanted to pick some more recent stuff so that
Esty-Molesty can possibly play along. Keep the mods happy, I always say, though I'm not sure he'll peek in here. Anyway I like to pick a year, or usually have some kind of theme, as I'm more anal than the most esteemed Sir Darkstar (or Cass, or CC, or ...).
So,
1996! Why? 'Cuz I wanna. It was quite the year for music. 1997 would have all of that "10 years ago" nostalgic sheidt blah blah blah. I'll do 1997 some other time and bore ya'll with stories about Israel Kamakawiwo'ole who died that year (we miss you Brudda Iz ... mahalo, aloha a hui hou). For now, I'll go for 1996. Elevven years ago. Remember that number, 11. Besides, a certain young horny mod should have been in secondary school in some part of fair Eire. Peeking up the lass's skirts and doing a little slap-and-tickle under the stairs at the Our Lady of Perpetual Agony Catholic school. Saving up to buy himself a big white nondescript van one day!
1996. People are starting to be happy again ... Grunge was fantastic but jeez what did we have to be so depressed about anyway? Before that, at least Brits were happy, doing all that E in the Madchester scene (anyone remember the Happy Mondays?), though Americans were bangin' their heads to heavy metal and sleaze bands like GnR. Then Grunge – which really started in Seattle (which I love but where it rains 10 months out of the year and they do coffee on IV drips) in the latter 80s – took over on both sides of the Atlantic pond. But I digress, back to 1996. "Post-Grunge" appears in the US, "Britpop" (or anti-Grunge?) appears in the UK, and, generally speaking, Alternative Rock gains everywhere. Seminal albums come out in 1995, but like many such albums their influence takes time, and includes hits on the '96 charts. And Women start coming to the forefront more, both on the mellow singing/songwriting as well as the angry angst-ridden KeeRist-I'm-pissed sides. Oh, before I forget, my apologies to the rest of the world, I really don’t know much about music scenes elsewhere.
1996. The world is doing the Macarena … dum dah-dum dum dum dum dum dah-dah-dum, HEYYY, Macarena. Los Del Rio. Is that song in your head now?
1996. Madonna plays "Evita" in the movie of the same name, and an entire generation associates HER with Eva Perón instead of Julie Covington (album), Elaine Page (London), or Patti Lupone (New York). The horror ... the horror ... Stupid Trivia: Joss Ackland, famous in the US for such movies as Hunt For Red October, Lethal Weapon 2, and of course Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey, played Juan Perón in the original 1978 London theatre production ... which also included David Essex as Ché. Not to be outdone, the American version includes Mandy Patinkin as Ché, along with Bob Gunton playing Juan Perón – the latter having a long and famous film career, e.g. he was the Warden in RM's favorite film The Shawshank Redemption. Get busy livin', or get busy dyin' ... that’s goddamn right.
1996. More dear to RM's heart than Evita is the opening of one of his all-time top 3 musicals, Rent. After all, RM used to do musical theatre, many moons ago.
The creator/writer of the show, Jonathan Larson, dies the day before it opens in New York.
The damn doctors didn't know what they were doing, the baaaastards, their fumbling brought about his early demise. RM has himself a "religious experience" the first time he sees it, in December 2000, at the Nederlander (41st street).
No Day But Today.
1996. Back to Rock music. Jerry Garcia, who died in '95, finally comes home and rests in peace. Bob Weir and Deborah Garcia spread some of his ashes around the Golden Gate Bridge, and the rest go in the Ganges river in India. Maybe we'll get lucky enough to have him return.
Always important to remember that there has been, and only ever shall be, one Grateful Dead ... and the world is far better off thanks to them.
Some of you know what I mean. If you don't, or you don't agree, no worries. But the rest of us will never forget.
1996. Hey this is SD’s thread, after all, so how about that huge concert in front of the Sydney Opera House that year? Crowded House plays their "last" concert (for a while) along with a few other bands in front of 200K people or so. Now, yes, CH was lead by a Kiwi, and they even had a YANK or 2 for a while (oh my holy God), but yeah, they were mostly an Aussie band. Just not pure Aussie.
Like INXS, who would lose their leader the following year, when he died tragically while ... ahem, okay, he died tragically.
1996. We lose Bradley Nowell, the tremendously gifted leader/singer/songwriter/lead guitarist of the group Sublime. Heroin takes another one, prematurely, at age 28.
Only one week after he's married, and shortly before the group's biggest album is released. Jesus Tap-Dancing Christ, what "could have been", once again. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck. Goddamn Heroin, again. The mid-90's were pretty bad for Rock ... lost Doug Hopkins (Gin Blossoms) in 1993 ... Kurt Cobain (Nirvana) of course in 1994 ... Shannon Hoon (Blind Melon) in 1995 ... Brad in ’96 ... Jeff Buckley in 1997. And the beat goes on.
1996. Tupac Shakur is gunned down in a "drive-by" in Las Vegas, and dies a few days later. Some call him the greatest rapper ever, but admittedly I don't have a clue.
I do know that he was cremated, and his ashes were spread in many spots of the USA ... proving once again that, what happens in Vegas, does NOT stay in Vegas. I heard some of his ashes were even mixed with the ol' cannabis and smoked by members of his group The Outlawz.
Why would ... I mean, what the fu ... okay, okay. Whatever. RM makes no value judgments.
1996. We lose Ella Fitzgerald. The First Lady of Song. If you profess to love music, and have any appreciation at all for jazz/blues, I challenge you to listen to some of her recordings from the late '40s and '50s. You will be blown away.
Or even some of her later recordings, when she wasn't quite in her prime but WHOA could still melt a microphone. With apologies to Lady Day (Billie Holiday) and the Divine One Sarah Vaughn, there has been no greater jazz singer. All three of them are up there now, singing away at the open-mike session, with Satchmo nearby standing there all a-smilin' and James Brown waiting his turn to kick it up a notch.
Ray Charles and a few others playing the piano. Charlie Parker on Sax. And so on. And you bet yo ever-lovin' ass that Kurt, Jimi, Bradley, Sid, Keith, John, Bonzo, Janice, and a host of others are hanging out as well ... they came over from their own nearby jam session to hear these three sing.
Oh yes, they did.
1996. A 30-yr-old future Ramblin'Man gets his first passport, and finally steps outside of the USA. A bit of London, some cathedrals here and there, Stratford and York, Stonehenge of course, nothing really wild and crazy. Suffice it to say that I've made up for lost time.
Oh, and late that year, for the first time, RM begins to wonder about why he was married to that woman for so long. Just the beginnings of an itch, nothing worth scratching at that point. Took a couple of years until it ended.
Suffice it to say that I’ve made up for lost time.
Okay, okay, at least, I've
tried.
Golly I do ramble on so at times. Now what was I doing? Something about posting a set? Yeah, that's it. I better put it in another separate post in case anyone wants to cut and paste.
There are 11 songs, all of which were on the charts in 1996 (though albums may have come out earlier).
Okay ... wait for it ...
Pausin'Man