Less blog post, more self indulgence.
There it is in all it’s 1990s angsty glory.
4 Non Blondes.
Top hat. Goggles. Dreads.
You know what?
It’s still relevant.
It’s still interesting.
It still moves me.
It’s still an excellent selection for car singing.
How do I know?
Well, since you asked…
I had to go out to return a movie to the video store tonight and while I was leaving that video store this song came on the radio and since I was already living in the past – what with the video returning and all – I decided to turn it up (loud) and sing.
Every single word.
Coincidentally enough, the song is the perfect length for a drive from the video store. I mean really. It took me from door to door.
Bonus: I live on a hill and when Linda Perry sings,
“Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
I *totally* was.
Okay, so maybe it wasn’t literally a “hill of hope”, but maybe it was.
Who’s to say? It’s a mystery, really.
Back to the song.
I still love it.