We got married in 1994, just days after Kurt Cobain kissed his shotgun, an ending that didn't catch anybody by surprise. I hear anything from these albums and get a litle misty-eyed particularly, but not exclusively,1994. 1994 was pretty good -- for me, and for music, if not for poor Kurt and his family.
We honeymooned at Daytona Beach, Florida and watched cars get stuck in the sand. Disney World was over an hour away. I loved FM radio. Hey, back then I used to buy magazines for a piece like this. Now I get it delivered to my inbox. Plus ca change....
Also: we grew up on The Dark Side of the Moon, no? Kids, if ya wanna understand your parents/grandparents...
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