Drewography
90s alternative rock stuff
I fall in love with inanimate objects.
Tennis rackets, pens, sneakers, watches, bicycles, sunglasses, and so on. It’s not exactly unconditional love; my emotions can lead these objects to hang around past their expiration dates.
So consider this article a love letter, an amorous note to the stereos that helped me grow as a person and made my heart go pitter-patter. Because when it comes to 80s/90s stereo systems, I’m all in!
[Read more…] about A Love Letter to My 90s Stereo Systems
They told me to be at the radio station by 4:30am, so there I was, alone, standing outside in the dark, staring up at the nondescript three-story building.
It was cold outside. Foggy. The office manager told me that someone would be there to meet me. I hadn’t yet earned access to the 4-digit security code that I’d soon learn was simply the building number.
As I awkwardly stood in front of the glass doors waiting for entry, a warbled voice shot out of the shadows.
“Muuurrrr-der-errrrrr.”
I jumped out of my skin.
MURDERER?
[Read more…] about My Radio Internship: The 90s Alt Rock Way
Damn you, Samantha.
I never trusted you, and I was right.
But logic has zero ability to defend itself against the deluge of hormones that release during your teenage years.
In particular, there’s that remarkable age range where getting fucked over is magnified by knowing you’re getting fucked over. Then you get “rewarded” with the double bonus of beating yourself up for walking right into the torture chamber.
The only song for me while Samantha held me in her web was “Self Esteem” by The Offspring.
[Read more…] about The Offspring Helped Me Find My Self Esteem
So much of 90s alternative rock has been forgotten, left behind to die on a pressed CD, or trapped inside an archaic MP3 player that is as worthless as a brick.
This is my running list of 90s alt-rock bands and songs that kick ass; the tunes that helped shape my soul–many of which, still get played in regular rotation all of these years later.
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This is the story of four boys from Queens making their way to Cancun, Mexico for Spring Break in the 1990s. With a legal drinking age of 18, going south of the border was the only viable destination.
Thanks to an old school travel agency, the kind where you sit on the other side of a desk from a human being and plan a trip, we were able to make our booking and pay in installments. Without the “layaway” option, that $600 trip would have never been a reality.
Every other week, I would stop by Empress Travel in Bayside to drop off an envelope filled with cash. All told, I probably had to work over 100 hours to pay for the trip. But as we all learn, the sacrifice to make “forever” memories are always worth it.
[Read more…] about Spring Break 1995: The Mighty Mighty Bosstones Have the Pictures to Prove It
Sports and superstitious rituals go together like baseball and chicken.
Well, that’s true if you ask Hall of Famer Wade Boggs, who correlated his hitting success to chowing down on pre-game chicken.
And that’s not even the strangest sports ritual.
We can pick apart Wayne Gretzky’s baby powdered hockey stick, Jason Giambi’s golden thong, and Moises Alou’s “pee hands.” But today, we are here to talk about how I single-handily helped the New York Yankees win their 23rd world championship after an 18-year dry spell back in 1996.
OK, OK. I didn’t help the Yanks win alone.
My sister helped.
Tom Petty helped, too.
