Tried growing up in the 1990’s as this blog testifies to, but today I felt like I’ve really grown up as I put in an offer on a house!
Back to the blog, I wondered whether or not to include greatest hits and re-releases because I wanted to make a record of 90’s music. I decided that greatest hits albums made more of an impact on me culturally, and it is a new release, whereas re-releases aren’t…and on that obvious note…
One of Birmingham’s finest bands released this collection after a special documentary was shown. It’s got new versions of “Question” and “Isn’t Life Strange?”
Unfortunately my wife spent most of her adolescence watching “Sister Act” in her bedroom, and so when it was announced that Whoopi Goldberg would be taking to the West End stage reprising her role as Delores she simply HAD to have a ticket.
The only tickets available on the date she fancied…were £110…..EACH!! And of course she won’t go on her own…
So I am skint within moments of of being paid and so today’s album needed to be a absolute belter, especially after The Carpenters. I’m happy to call that a false start.
Hello Quincy Jones!
The man who played trumpet for Elvis Presley. The producer of “It’s My Party” The REAL genius behind Thriller…8 years after a brain anuerysm. Rashida’s dad! Heck, his middle name is Delight! Surely this all points in the right direction!
Another omen is that this is a collaboration with some of the greatest names in music…like…ever! Ice-T’s on it, Chaka Khan, Barry White, Ray Charles, it’s even the last recording to feature Ella Fitzgerald.
It was co-written by Cleethorpes legend Rod Templeton and also won 7 Grammy awards.
He was 57 when this was recorded and released and so, of course, he does a rap to start it. Hmmm.
It flows into Ice T’s contribution, “Back On The Block”, which is brilliant…and as it goes on it gets better and better and better.
The stellar guest list is enough to anticipate a classic and it doesn’t disappoint.
30 years later, it sounds like you’d imagine a modern artist would interpret a classic 80’s soul sound…but with Miles bloody Davis!
It’s just joyful and deserves to be bigged up far more than it is.
90% – I’m annoyed it’s taken me 29 years to hear this
So I was 13 when the 90’s started and 24 when they ended and so it’s fair to say the 90’s had the best years of my life.
It annoys me when people harp on about how great the 80’s were because everything was better and the music was amazing.
It annoys me because, well, it’s bullshit!
Things WEREN’T better, Thatcher had us gripped by the short and curlies, you couldn’t really go anywhere because it was properly violent in the city centres and towns and if they weren’t violent they were “fun pubs” – eugh!
TV highlights included a glittering game show based on darts, a former Goon singing hymns at you and a 3 hours of nonsense every Saturday staring a bloke who seemed to have arthritis in his right hand.
No, the 80’s were shite.
Now the 90’s! THEY were the dog’s doodahs!
We had bright, optimistic politicians who wouldn’t start REALLY lying to us until well into the new century. We had bright young things on new TV channels, people you really could go down the pub with and the music was properly brilliant….
….I think! You see for most of the 90’s I was either moping about in my bedroom listening to local radio or drunk. Very very drunk.
So I have decided that 30 years is enough water under the bridge and it’s time to look back and reevaluate the 90’s bit by bit.
I will, and this blog will be my record, attempt to listen to every single album that charted in the 1990’s. In doing so, I hope to find a bit of joy from revisiting old favourites and finding new loves that were under my nose this entire time.
You’re more than welcome to join me…so long as you’re wearing a shell suit with a Global Hypercolour t-shirt underneath, and a Tamogochi in your pocket.