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    • CommentAuthorBankara
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    @sneak046, hells yes! I remember party hip hop and I miss that shit. Hip hop takes itself so seriously these days but the mold hadn't been set then and it was an exciting frontier. Now hip hop is mainstream and while there is still a pretty healthy underground scene there are few people who do anything really interesting with the genre these days. One of the reasons why I love Das Racist is that they remind me of some of the early days of hip hop, where it was ok to be funny and witty. While the genre was defining itself and struggling for legitimacy it was a fluid, living thing that evolved right in front of your eyes. It could be changed overnight by someone dropping an album. That alone made up for a hell of a lot of the day-glo, hi-top fade, Fresh Prince Chicanery.
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      CommentAuthorsneak046
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    I've got a lot of love for das racist too..
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    Allana - I don't know if I can top GovSpy's g-string (as an asside @GovSpy, if we ever meet, I won't flash my g-string until the second date. That's a promise from me to you), but the things that will feel the most '90s would probably involve computers/the net and them not being anywhere as good as they are now. For instance, in 1997, my room mate got a new computer (Mac G3 if memory serves... DAMN!) with a 28.8 modem. So of course the first thing that we do when we have internet in his room (as opposed to using a school computer lab) is look for porn. What you may not realize is how long it takes for images to load over a 28.8 modem, so a picture would appear one line at a time, starting at the top and working your way down, for about a minute. Four of us spent about an hour doing that and giggling at the brave new world we lived in.

    Or, I worked in the college library. There were computer terminals to get to the digit card catalog. I knew that was also accessible over the school network, so I played around with the terminal behind the desk (and I'm talking amber screen dumb terminals) and figured out how to get to my e-mail. My boss caught me and I was almost able to trade the secret for the password to the registrar's system. She got as far as going to the log in screen before realizing that it probably wasn't a great idea to give me the power to change my grades. She of course ended up making me show everyone else we worked with (under threat of not letting me do it anymore). About a month or two later, every single terminal in the library had a little sign saying they were NOT for checking e-mail.
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      CommentAuthoroldhat
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    @allana can't it be both?
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    I was born in the mid-80s, like a lot of you. So I was growing up in the 90s (hell, I'm still growing up). The Batman and XMen cartoons molded me into a comics reader... which looking back might not be that good of a thing. I would like to add one persective to this thread though: nostalgia can warp our perceptions of things. In fact, it does quite frequently.
    • CommentAuthorJim Massey
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    Living in Seattle, being in my late 20s/early 30s in the '90s, I was pretty grunged out by the time NEVERMIND hit. I fell hard for Britpop for a few years. Apart from that, my music was mostly looking back to earlier decades.

    The '90s, for me, was the World Wide Web. I was working in desktop publishing/design when this Web thing came along. I mucked around a bit, and created a site where I gave away original "clip art" and garish buttons and doo-dads. A tech agency saw it and I was caught in the great Microsoft hiring frenzy as the company built up their internet offerings. I stuck with them for a few years as a web designer, then joined a successful startup, and saw the bubble burst as the decade closed. But it was a crazy ride until then.

    So much money. So many parties with much food and drink. Space Needles, yachts, and aquariums were rented for our pleasure. As a thank you for a big project, about 30 of us got a three-day vacation in Vegas, staying at the new Mandalay Bay, everything covered. And seeing the technology and business models change under our feet was exciting.

    The decade is almost perfectly bracketed by Berners-Lee on the front end and the dot-com bubble burst on the back end.
    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    Unwarped by nostalgia, because I grew up in the 60s and 70s:

    The Nineties were a great decade.

    Began with the death of the Cold War era and the birth of the Web. Ended with the joyous (and End Of Civilization Free) new-decade / new-century / new millennium celebration.
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      CommentAuthorAlan Tyson
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    Holy shit.



    Anyone else remember these? I had a collection of about a dozen of these things in middle school, even though my "game" was really more Goldeneye, and less b-ball. One of those shirts, a pair of torn-up JNCO jeans, and sandals that were probably made out of car tires... that was my school uniform for about four years.
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    Born early 80s, so I was too young for grunge, but my older sister was going through her rebellious teen phase and was majorly into Pearl Jam and Nirvana.

    One Sunday in April 1994 my family went to church as per usual. I somehow caught the news about Kurt Cobain's death but nobody else did - maybe I was sitting in the car alone with the radio on waiting for everyone else, I can't quite remember. What I do remember is that as we were pulling out of the church carpark I said to my sister something along the lines of "That guy you like is dead." Seriously, that's how I broke the news to her. After some questions she figured out what I was talking about and spent the rest of the drive home in silence staring out the window.

    I kind of feel sorry for her - one of the biggest events of her young life was narrated to her by her stupid kid brother.

    A friend and former-lecturer of mine has recently published a memoir that touches on what it was like to grow up in the 90s, The Casuals. Being a memoir I'm not sure how it would read to someone who doesn't live around the area that she lived, but otherwise it's a fantastic read.
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      CommentAuthorAlan Tyson
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011
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    Corey, that book sounds perfect. It's going on The List.
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      CommentAuthorGreasemonkey
    • CommentTimeSep 27th 2011 edited
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    It's impossible to overstate the changes the internet has wrought since the end of the 90's. Anybody can get published now, potentially to an audience of millions if they're witty/funny/inflammatory enough. Up until 2000 or so, you could have a letter to the editor printed in a major newspaper, but the need for snail mail meant there were few of the back-and-forth exchanges which are the staple of internet forums. If you were a creator of art or music or literature, the available audience was fairly small unless you were willing to do a lot of legwork or spend enough money to get a record deal or a live gig, or find a publication willing to print your work, or get lucky and be spotted by a manager, gallery owner or some other talent scout.

    For most of the the 1990's there was little scope (meaning compared with what's available now; I know it wasn't the fucking Dark Ages before the internet took off) for communicating with people in other countries, or even in other cities or states, unless you cultivated pen friends or kept in phone contact with expat buddies overseas, or joined a ham radio club to talk to other random nerds. The net is a Big Fucking Deal.
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    @Greasemonkey, yeah, that's true - I tend to forget sometimes the changes that have taken place since the mid nineties brought on by the Net and by technology. In '96 when I started work everything was done by sending bikes across london... now it's all digital. And in the early days that was very painful as well - I remember having to build an intranet site using two different computers, one which could recieve emails of pdfs (one at a time because there was at 2mb limit) which I'd then have to screen grab, then put on floppy disc, then take to the other pc which wasn't networked but had photoshop 4 on it, cut those up into graphics, put them back on the other machine with the floppy disc one by one, code the html in notepad using my rudimentary skillz. Ouch.

    And I remember the wonder when my father bought a minolta film scanner in about 1998 and I could start working digitally - that was amazing, I'd drive the 180 mile round trip every few weekends just to scan and print pictures, because I could do that to a much better standard than I could work in by improvised darkroom. Remember scanning a picture I'd taken from the Alhambra of Granada, and zooming in on the picture, to me it felt like I was in that scene in Bladerunner when Deckard analyses the picture, I was awestruck that I could see my pictures in that much detail from scanning a negative. And I could get rid of the dust with the clone stamp, not by spotting the prints... bliss.
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    Very true. The internet and associated technologies are as significant as the introduction of the printing press was in the fifteenth century. The social revolution we've seen in just over a decade has been immense.
    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeSep 28th 2011
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    I had a brief stint as an adjunct professor, teaching an introduction to computing course, in the early 90s. It was a hopelessly outdated, badly thought out course -- essentially, BASIC programming -- but it wasn't my job to question the curriculum.

    It was horrible. These were unmotivated "Grade 13" commuter students at an admit-anyone private college. The vast majority didn't want anything to do with computers, which still had that nerdy "what the hell will I do with one of those?" taint.

    I remember trying to tell my students about the online world, and how things would be changing, rapidly and dramatically, as a rsult.. The campus had no Internet connections (the IT department were utter cowards and control freaks) so it was kind of tough to give the kids an idea of what I was talking about.

    I did plug my PowerBook into a phone jack, dialed into a BBS, and showed them Gopher or some such primordial text-mode stuff.

    I hope my cranky enthusiasm did some good.
    • CommentAuthor256
    • CommentTimeSep 29th 2011
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    What I remember most was: War. The Bosnian War, both Chechen Wars, Northern Ireland. Srebrenica, Grozny, Omagh. Just a torrent of atrocity. I know it's not a cultural item, but it's worth remembering as an inconvenient background to wasn't it better when. It was certainly the background to my childhood, and all the culture I encountered in it.

    I was born in 1987, but I feel like I recall less about the '90s than a lot of people my age.
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    not sure if anyone mentioned this but anyone remember sega channel?
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      CommentAuthorAmableSim
    • CommentTimeSep 30th 2011
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    I had the sega channel - unfortunately it never worked for me more than a couple hours. I don't think the cable people quite understood it at the time.

    A Best Buy flyer from 1996. Seems like yesterday and yet looking at these computers, so far away. There's even a whole section for the Macarena.

    best buy flyer

    best buy flyer 2
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    oh christ i would have nevereverever remembered that NEUROTIC OUTSIDERS shit-fest without that hahahaha
    • CommentAuthorSBarrett
    • CommentTimeSep 30th 2011
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    Oh god...the macarena.

    I remember my Dad bringing home our new TV/home theater system in what must have been '91 or '92? TV, record player, dual cassete player, VHS and CD player. I thought the CD player was the coolest shit ever. I didn't know much about it, but my Dad told me it had a laser in it. A LASER! It was officially the coolest thing ever.

    Also...my parents still have it and it all still works. It is an RCA.
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    also related to that ad, some friends of mine opened for 311 right about the time they started to blow up, but before they were super-huge. that show was (oddly enough) actuallyin a smaller space than it shouldve been and got pretty crazy, stage dives and shit.