For some reason, just about every boy I dated in the 90s and this decade were into indie rock. Indie rock in the sense of feedback and my bleeding ears. I was reminded of this while looking at a friend's Facebook page. He has listed, as one of the musicians he likes, The Melvins.
Man, I hate The Melvins. They are my kryptonite. For the record, I also hate Pavement, and many songs by The Pixies. Sue me.
I once got iced in at my then-boyfriend's house for like 3 or 4 days (only in Alabama can this happen) and staying with us were 2 of his good friends. All of whom loved indie rock. I thought I'd go insane. I did duck-walk to my car to get some of my own music, but the car was iced shut.
Later, to get my revenge on all this: Mariah Carey. She is the root of all evil for all those indie boys. But, the best part of this was, at least 2 changed their mind about her after I was done with them.
You're welcome, girls who now date/are married to those boys.
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all I know is, I have the Cowboy Junkies in my head pretty much all the time - woke up with the sound of a Canadian girl doing "Sweet Jane"....
heavenly blue-eyed roses....
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