Pearl Jam
I was nine years old when the grunge explosion of 1991 happened. Back then, it was either Nirvana or Pearl Jam. Me? I choose the latter. I don’t recall being at all interested in Nirvana but I do recall hearing ‘Alive’ for the first time and thinking it was the best song ever (what a smart kid I was).
My love for Pearl Jam also stems from the influence of my older siblings. Being the third child, it was only natural that I should pick up things from Kate and Cameron. And you hear Ten constantly coming from your sister’s room across the hallway, you know she’s onto something. Likewise, my brother played Vs (particularly Indifference) and No Code onto me, throughout my High School. But it was during college that I finally came around.
And I’m glad I did. Being a mid-teen, Eddie Vedder’s tales of rage and frustration struck a chord and I became a fan. Which goes to show that sometimes when you’re get older, things you picked up as a child suddenly start making sense.
Key Album: Ten (1991). What can I say? It still has bite after all these years and it certainly yielded an antidote to my difficult teen years. I did feel part of a minority when I liked them back in primary school (even if it was on the back of one song) but when I look back I think: ‘I was right’.
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