90s music
Music for 90s babies and fans of timeless pop music; explore the decade defined by boybands, Europop, girl groups, rap, and so much more.
Spice Up Your Teen Spirit
It’s 1998, I’m four years old sitting in the back seat of my dad’s Jeep Cherokee singing ‘Big Empty’ by Stone Temple Pilots at the top of my lungs. I lovingly referred to this as ‘the da song’ because, of course, four year old me made up my own lyrics and before Scott Weiland would break into the chorus (“Time to take her home her dizzy head is conscious laden”) I would scream ‘DAAA’. Normally, a four year old singing along to a song that the singer has said is “about f—cking in the backseat of your car” would seem odd; but, to this day, it’s one of my dad’s favorite memories.
By Shae Moreno5 years ago in Beat
Lyrical Geniuses of the 1990s
Why do so many teenagers constantly have their headphones in? Because this is the time in our lives when we are faced with the most confusion about who we are and where we fit in in the world. Music soothes our soul, transports us away from our problems, and provides us with a kindred spirit to share in our emotions.
By Cassandra Lawrence5 years ago in Beat
Beyonce's Bible
The second album from the group, Destiny's Child turning a new page to their commercial peak. Destiny's Child were praised for their RnB tracks that contained a lot of attitude but at the same time there are many people who thought Destiny's Child was just a complicated project created by Matthew Knowles to make his eldest daughter, Beyoncé famous. It was the last album to feature Letoya Luckett and Latavia Roberson as they were removed for complaining about how unfairly they had been treated and how Beyoncé and Kelly always got the better treatment.
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Beat
Kiss From A Rose
There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen.
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Beat
My Favourite Album From Each Year (1990-1999)
My favourite albums from the 80s was quite a simple list to make. Those who have seen it can tell that I’m a big fan of Kate Bush and Depeche Mode. My list for the 90s is a lot more varied featuring some more genres and artists. This was also quite a hard list to make and I had to edit it several times as I got some of the years wrong. There’s been loads of good albums released in the 90s that I’m fond off. I love the atmosphere and the nostalgia towards them helps as well since I was born and bred in the 90s.
By Chloe Gilholy6 years ago in Beat
Under the bridge
“It’s almost 6 o’clock” I exclaim! Pushing past my twin sisters on the stairway I hurry into my bedroom at our newly rented duplex. I sink into the thick plush carpet in front of our Panasonic boom box and turn the radio to C95 for the top six at 6. For a country girl thrust into the thriving metropolis of Saskatoon; having access to radio stations was a glimpse of freedom and choices that only a few months before had been something you read about in books, not experienced firsthand.
By Deidre Haley6 years ago in Beat
My Own Hero
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0IA3ZvCkRkQ I remember hearing Mariah Carey’s song “Hero” when I was 10 years old. The song resonated with me so deeply that I over played it on my cassette player, pausing and rewinding as I wrote down the lyrics to memorize them. I did not know that my attraction to her song then, would someday save my life and from tragedy would come a new inspired life purpose. Over the last few months I realized that in order to get through this really difficult time in my life, I had to finally be my own hero. I had always counted on other but my knight in shinning armor was out of commission sleeping through his depression while I was going through some darkness on my own while trying to parent 2 children, maintain a job and relationships and live up to society expectation. Everything that felt safe and secure before had been destroyed and the darkness kept creeping in. I sat frozen in time, unsure what to do about any of it. I wanted to give up. I thought about all my demons. Addiction, unstable mental health, money, friends and family problems and I asked myself, “How can I go on living? What right did I have to happiness”? From what seemed to be out of nowhere, the first verse of “Hero” began to play. “There's a hero if you look inside your heart, you don't have to be afraid of what you are. And there's an answer, if you reach into your soul, and the sorrow that you know will melt away.” My heart swelled. I sat up taller as the smile on my face lit up my room. I felt lighter than I had in months. “I am my own hero. I can save myself but how?” I asked my higher self-eager to know. The chorus plays stronger in my ear. “And then a hero comes along, with the strength to carry on. And you cast your fears aside, and you know you can survive. So, when you feel like hope is gone, just look inside you and be strong. And you'll finally see the truth, that a hero lies in you.” “Okay, I get it!” I declared, “I can save myself and I have to have strength and courage, but what do I do with it?” I hung my head in shame and embarrassment as I remembered that no one knew the pain I was feeling from hiding theses secrets and that the people I did tell, rejected me. “What should I do?” I cried out loud. Mariah Carey belts verse 2 in my mind. “It's a long road, when you face the world alone; No one reaches out a hand for you to hold... You can find love if you search within yourself and then the emptiness you felt will disappear.” Right then and there I take out my phone and confess all of my pain and secrets in a video and post it on my social media. I confess it all! I am floored by the response. People reach out to show support, ask how they can help or simply thank me for being brave, as they have been struggling too. I begin to connect online with people today and feel myself come alive as the chorus plays in my heart and then I remember the bridge: “Lord knows dreams are hard to follow, But don't let anyone tear them away. Just hold on, and there will be tomorrow, and in time you'll find the way.” I remember who I am in that moment. The dreams I had. How strong I am. I remember how to look inside myself and be brave, how to free myself from the pain and be my own hero. I remember that I am not the only person that feels this way and I begin to help others find their own hero and speak their truth. This song helped me through hard times when I was 10 years old and even harder times almost 30 years later. Let’s all try to remember we are own Hero’s but we don’t have to do it alone. KimPossible XXOO
By Kimberly Peace6 years ago in Beat
The Marked
A few weeks after my 18th birthday in 1991, I headed down to “Bizzy Bee,” my favorite little hole in the wall record store in my home town of Naperville Illinois. I drove the 3 miles from my house to School Street in downtown Naperville and parked my little old, silver, rusty 1983 Honda Civic right in front of the quaint Yellow and White colored Victorian style house turned record store. A small neon blue sign flashed on and off with “Bizzy Bee” printed on it hung above the front doorway. Armed with a fresh $25 “Bizzy Bee” gift certificate, courtesy of my older brother, I exited the aging Civic slamming the driver’s door with a satisfying thud!
By Patrick Roberts6 years ago in Beat
