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Song · 1998 · Duration 3:37
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The Pleasure Principle At the height of Nirvana’s ascendancy, Urge Overkill were a Kurt Cobain-endorsed, Albini-produced acrylic flash of ’70s soul-stylings and Cheap Trick rock optimism. Then heroin, gangs and guns were added to the equation. Keith Cameron looks back on their short, stylish reign. Urge Overkill (l-r): Eddie “King” Roeser, Nash Kato and Blackie Onassis, Los Angeles, 1995. IN LATE 1991, JUST AS SMELLS like teen spirit was lighting a fire under the world, Nirvana toured the US and
A personal, nostalgia-driven countdown of ten underappreciated '90s films—including "Practical Magic," "My Girl," "Drop Dead Fred," "Sister Act," and "The Brady Bunch Movie"—that the author argues were dismissed or flopped on release but proved culturally ahead of their time. It ties the discussion to current 2026 revival news like the "Practical Magic" sequel and re-releases, framing the piece as both a retrospective and a defense of these films' lasting emotional resonance. Worth keeping as a quick reference list of cult '90s picks with brief justifications for each.
This 1994 Esquire profile presents an extended interview with a 47-year-old married Manhattan executive who has systematically conducted affairs throughout his twenty-year marriage, discussing his philosophy of seduction, his evolution from carefree philanderer to would-be romantic, and his current paralysis over whether to leave his wife for a younger woman he claims to genuinely love. The author uses the subject's own words and rationalizations to examine how adultery functions as both a mirror of cultural values and a psychological escape, ultimately suggesting that the man's self-deception and inability to change may be so fundamental to his nature that genuine transformation—and therefore genuine love—may be impossible for him.
This is a nostalgic and humorous romp through 1990s web development techniques—blinking marquees, transparent 1x1 GIF spacer files for layout, stacked entities for spacing, pixel fonts, and DHTML—presented as if these crude hacks were revolutionary innovations worthy of Grammys and Pulitzers. The author celebrates the ingenuity required to work around the technical limitations of the era while gently mocking both the absurdity of these methods and modern developers' dismissal of them, ultimately suggesting that today's layered abstractions are no better than the chaotic creativity that built the early web.