Blast from the (not-so-distant) Past

Even before Justin Bieber and Taylor Swift (okay, they’re the only pop artists of today I know) became household names, we already had a plethora of note-worthy artists from the nineties. Who would ever forget Jon Secada, Color Me Badd, or the octave-happy Celine Dion?

If you were born in my generation, you’d probably remember humming to Clair Marlo’s “Til they take my heart away” as you preened in front of the mirror, hours before your high school prom. Or maybe you were one of those who just couldn’t help moving to the beat as “MMMbop” by Hanson played on the radio. I distinctly remember having Cathy Dennis’ “Too Many Walls” playing in the background as my group mates and I met to discuss the methodology for our high school term paper.

Yes, those were the good old days of the nineties. Music always plays an important part in our lives, as it provides an auditory backdrop for the various emotions associated with each instance from our daily existence. Feelings from an important life event inevitably resurface whenever a particular song from our past is played again. The giddy schoolgirl is thus resurrected. We can call up memories at the push of a button (or the scroll of an I-pod, as the case may be). Music helps preserve those otherwise forgotten moments.

Photographs are there to provide us with a visual of our past, but with music, even without pictures, you can relive your personal history all over again. It gets your imagination running too. While driving on your way home from work, for example, and you hear the Spice Girls playing on the radio, you are suddenly taken back in time to those weekend mall meet-ups with your high school girlfriends.

This undeniable link between music and one’s history proves to be both amusing and reassuring. Reminiscing about the past reminds us of who we are, and makes us just weep with laughter each and every time.

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  1. Chen Jun-Yuan says

    Thanks for reminding me about these artists. I’m going to add them to my iPod playlist.

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