For those fortunate to live through them, the 90s were the best.

Things were so much simpler. So easy. So effortless.

For example, I happily recall being in college, and tuning into CNN, and there was President Clinton, with that amazing Cheshire cat grin on his face, announcing that “the US federal surplus is now 200 billion dollars.   Thank you.”

And that was the press conference.  Totally awesome.

Of course, the 90s were also the golden age of American Indie Rock.  It was obscene; during that decade giants literally walked the earth.

I mean, can you name one band in the 2000s who was as good as, say, Mudhoney?  Or Polvo?  Even Vanilla Trainwreck?

You can’t.  And those bands weren’t even that big!

T’was an embarrassment of riches.

The 90s also brought us a pantheon of guitar gods ranging from straight-up pure genius (Thurston and Lee), shockingly inventive (Dean Ween), and – for a lack of a better term, incredibly loud (J. Mascis.)

J. fronted the seminal Dinosaur Jr. whose “You’re Living All Over Me” re-defined guitar rock for a whole new generation (whatever that means.)

He’s mellowed out a bit, and that’s good for us, because he’s playing at the Library Tuesday, June 7th!  Get tickets here!

And it gets better.  Camper Van Beethoven, of “Take the Skinheads Bowling” fame will be playing their classic “Key Lime Pie” record in its entirey – among other jewels – this Sunday, June 5th.  Tickets here! Now!

We’re not ones for nostalgia but let’s be real.  The 90s were better.  So forgive us for reveling in the past, but the 90s totally ruled.

So to paraphrase Paul Simon, “Where have you gone, William Jefferson Clinton?  Our nation turns its lonely eyes, etc….”