Are you still out there? Hello? What’s going on?
Well, that was definitely a year.
Remember 2016? Good times, man. Good times.
We appear to be smack-gob in the middle of another golden age of music, at least for the music I like.
Small point of order – I have retroactively changed Clive's Album of the Year 2011.
People have been banging on about how terrible 2017 was… and they're not wrong… but hey, did everyone forget about 2016?
The end, or I suppose, the beginning. Back to 1974, the year of my birth.
On we go, come on come on, keep up, I haven't got all day, you know.
Right, I hadn't developed a real taste in music this far back, and a lot of what I've gotten into from these years is the back catalogues of a handful of bands...
1986 was designated the International Year of Peace by the UN. Good-oh.
Unnnnnngh. Whoo. Ummm… yeah. 2016. OK. Damn. Right. Let’s do this.
I was at school with bad hair and short curly skin, choosing my subjects for GCSE, and in a deeply committed relationship with my ZX Spectrum.
1988 was the year in the 20th century that had the most digits when written as Roman numerals: MCMLXXXVIII. So there's that.
In 1989 I was fifteen, and for my birthday I got my first guitar and a year's worth of guitar lessons. Thank you eternally, Mum and Dad, RIP.
So, 1990. What happened in 1990? Um… I finished school, I suppose.
In 1991 I lost my virginity and got a 49cc moped. And the first Gulf War began. So, you know. A mixed bag there.
Right. This is going to be a long one, so strap in. Get a coffee, or a beer, or a whiskey, or a cigar. Or all of them if you think it'll help.
It was both the International Year of Light, and of Soils. Something for everyone there, then.
2014 was the International Year of Crystallography, of Family Farming, of Solidarity with the Palestinian People, and of Small Island Developing States.
So when I launched this blog, 3 years ago this month, it was mainly because I had discovered the wonder of the Raspberry Pi and wanted an excuse to buy one (that wasn't bitcoin mining) so a blog server seemed like a good idea.
1993 was the last year of my teens. I'd been playing guitar long enough to think I was pretty good, although that was wrong.
For rock music, The Dark Times were upon us, and all around was grunge. Nonetheless, a few dim gems sparkled in the muck...
It's another tie for 1995. I just couldn't separate what are for me still to this day two perfect albums that have barely dated in two decades.
1996 was a leap year, and was designated as the International Year for the Eradication of Poverty. So that went well, then.
1997 was the year I first got a modem and discovered the Internet, a move that ended up providing me with a career but started with a £10/month Demon account...
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