Last week, Grr wrote a post about the ways he used to find new music in the early '90s, which left me thinking about the music i was listening to in those days, and just how much of it i now consider to be utter rubbish. I realised that a lot of the time i just settled for whatever vaguely passable stuff i could find because i really didn't have access to sources of good new music, as we weren't going out much, didn't have a circle of friends to get recommendations from, and my main connection to the music of the time was through Rage or JJJ. That in turn left me dwelling on the social wasteland that much of the '90s (a.k.a. my mid to late 20s) was for me, and how that period in my life now seems like lost years.
Sometimes it surprises me just how many hours can be eaten away once i start dwelling on the past.
This week, Cam suggested some pre-Sisters drinks, saying: "A few of us thought it'd be cool to meet at someone's place beforehand, chill out, put on some choons and get ready to go. Like we used to.."
They say you can't miss what you've never known, but the way the words "like we used to" made me feel suggests otherwise.