2001 is a hard one for me – not for lack of great music, but more because I was a depressed human making bad decisions during most of that year, and come that September, the national climate took its own downturn. The feels, man. Let’s have them.
This week’s glorified love letter to favorite songs reaches The Letter “F,” for which I get a little bit ’90s (as is my wont), but we’re mostly hanging out in the early aughts. As usual, we’ve got love, we’ve got heartbreak, and also, just a splash of lusty business. Mee-yow. Let’s get to it: