Much like 1995, 1996 is one of my favorite years to write about in this series. It holds a special place in my heart as the year that my music taste began to come into its own, and so much of what I listen to then, I still listen to quite often today. Maybe I’m a hopeless dino at times, but that’s all right. I know what I like, I am unapologetic about those likes, and that’s all one can ask for. Let’s get into it, shall we?
So this week’s post was going to be about Abstract Expressionism, also known as “Those spilled paint paintings.” As I was drafting it up I found I kept coming back to the idea of Kant’s sublime, which I mentioned briefly last week. And I realized it will come up again when I write about conceptual art, and likely a few other places as well. It left me with the uncomfortable conclusion that it probably needed its own article.
Somewhat predictably, this week, I’ve a lot of songs that start with the word “I” or its variants, but that’s all right. I is for “I love these songs.”