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Club 527, the unstoppable zombie of Murfreesboro nightlife formerly known as Main Street or Inferno Bar or what ever the fuck you call it, is working hard to get the jump on '90s nostalgia. Earlier this month they brought out Vanilla Ice, and on May 23 they are bringing out the legendary Marcy Playground. Wait, is "legendary" the right word?
I've never actually listened to Marcy Playground, couldn't tell you one damn thing about them beyond "Sex & Candy" being required listening if you wanted to get any poon the summer after I graduated from high school. Needless to say, it was a fairly celibate summer for me. I do remember a couple of my friends thinking MP were cool because they had a song about opium or some shit, but that seems like a weak-ass reason to listen to a band. If the lure of sweet-lovin' couldn't sell me on a band when I was 17, a boring ass drug like opium wasn't going to do it--maybe if they wrote about ephedrine and Maddog 20/20. Maybe.
Admittedly, I've been a music snob since I came out the womb, but have people already forgotten that here was a bunch of good music in the 1990s? Are my children going to think that the entire decade was nothing but Candleboxes, Verve Pipes and Toadies? Will Eve 6 be my generation's The Outfield? Are the New Radicals the Starland Vocal Band for my age bracket? Is the gawdawful dreck that sent me running to underground music going to haunt me til I'm worm food?
Of course, Marcy Playground are playing at 527, so the odds of their having an impact on the larger American culture are almost nil, but it still kinda freaks me out.