I remember a time in my childhood when my Mom would hear an old rock or Motown hit from the 60s and get all nostalgic. She'd sing a few lines from the chorus and then say, "It's been so long. I can't remember the rest of the words." A subtle smile would appear and thoughts, invisible to my novice perception, would parade in her head, hiding behind Carrera aviator sunglasses.
I get it now. That's how I feel when I hear certain songs from the 90s. That's how I feel when I hear Pete Droge sing Beautiful Girl (a song featured on the Beautiful Girls soundtrack). I never listened to Droge in the 90s. My nostalgia for his music is a what if scenario. What if I had been me (as I am now) with all of my strange musical tastes and experiences in the mid-90s? I would've like Pete Droge. He's the Seattle answer to Tom Petty. He's a secret admirer of country-rock and Gram Parsons.
I'm feelin' the Droge.
P.S. A special thanks to Buzzy Dudley for posting some pics from a mid-90s Pete Droge concert at Tower Records. This was the catalyst for my nostalgia implant.
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