“A Little Musing on the Right and Wrong Times in Which to Play Smashing Pumpkins’ ‘1979’”

I still remember that fateful day, it must have been earlier this month, the 17 year old kid I was working with said, “Pretty much all the music I listen to is from the ’90’s.” This song sucks, this song is great… it depends when you ask me. Right before work, I have to say, is the PERFECT time. I still remember the video, too… and it’s got nothing to do with me. That’s how the Midwest is. If you don’t know what’s going on, you’ve missed the boat. People don’t move here, from the rest of the country, other than for college. If you see people cheesin’, havin’ fun and takin’ pictures, and you wanna get in on it, tough sh**. It ain’t gonna happen in a million years, and they’ll make an art out of killing you. And that’s where I am with the video. I just pay no mind to it. They play “1979” amidst the other “loser music,” they play at my workplace late at night on weeknights (not on weekend nights, because that’s when it transforms into a viable meat market dance club)… and this is just wrong. Smashing Pumpkins verged on industrial with “Love,” from Mellon Collie… something like this would be a little less douchy, among the Nirvana, My Chemical Romance and Newfound Glory. Pearl Jam is too hipppie-ish, that much is clear, but “1979” is an arbitrary year. And it’s an arbitrary song. It’s for looking at the same ol’ sh**, getting ready to do the same ol’ thing, it’s someone who understands you when no one else on the whole heap ever would, but you’re your own, you don’t want to be around other people when you hear this song. You don’t want to be around other people when you hear this song.

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