Nostalgia Week: In Search of Nirvana

I’ve been trying to write this post for a couple of days but every time it turns into a depressing chronicle of Kurt Cobain’s drug addiction, mental illness and suicide. I’m not really sure it fits with the tone of Nostalgia Week but it’s impossible to talk about Nirvana without talking about Cobain and it’s impossible to talk about Cobain without talking about his death. Too often his death overshadows his life, we focus on the tragic end rather than what preceded it but to talk about one side without talking about the other would be to only tell half the story. Kurt Cobain and Kris Novoselic first meet in Aberdeen, Washington in the mid 1980s. Their mutual love of punk lead the two to form a band and by the end of 1988 Nirvana, featuring Cobain on guitar and vocals, Novoselic on bass and Chad Channing on drums found … There’s more

Nostalgia Week: Bryano’s Reminiscent Ramblings

“When we were young nobody died And nobody got older The toughest kid in the street Could always be bought over And the first time that you loved You had all your life to give” ~~Whipping Boy - When We Were Young~~ Ah nostalgia, it just isn’t what it used to be… As a kid, everything was new and sparkly; coated in a layer of shine that only the sense of surprise or the unexpected can offer. Eventually, the relationship between one’s senses and one’s environment ‘dulls’ somewhat, as experience eventually readies you for virtually anything this strange grossly over-inhabited rock can throw at you. Now, this may sound like a lyric from Radiohead’s latest release and admittedly such maturity does have its advantages (anyone for a pint?) but I still believe that nothing ever quite matches the feeling of being a kid. Whether it was the feeling of finding … There’s more

Nostalgia Week: We Had A Cold War Too, Y’Know.

In a case of not so much looking back through rose-tinted glasses as looking back through a tose-tinted kaleidoscope, Bloc Party, in their track Hunting For Witches, referenced the transition from 90s to Noughties with the lyric “90s: optimistic as a teen / Now it’s terror…” And while the 90s was indeed a great decade to grow up in, with a slap bracelet on every wrist and a poster of Lee Sharpe on the inside of every locker door, I feel that Bloc Party are glossing over the terrible conflict of the summer of 1995, a scuffle that divided best mate from best mate and brought the spirit of football hooliganism into what was previously a foppish kind of hobby. I refer, of course, to the Blur vs Oasis War, the lowest, nastiest point of which was the release of Blur’s Country House and Oasis‘ Roll With It on the … There’s more

Competition, Nostalgia Week Day 4: Top 30 Hits - The Best Radio Jams of the 90s

You remember it, don’t you? Back before the days of Sky Digital, NTL, Chorus, and all of them, there was just one place to find music on television, RTE’s Top Thirty Hits. It counted down both the singles and the albums charts, as well as the dance chart. Oh the dance chart… However, for this part of nostalgia week, I’m not looking back at Scooter or Darude, but instead the 30 best radio jams of the nineteen-nineties. Beware, there is some woeful songs coming up. But they do bring back great memories. You’re going to have to hit “Play” on them all though. [Sorry I couldn't get all the videos, but at least a live version is better than watching a ball with the album cover on it for three minutes. And like every good top 30 list, there's 32 entries.]

Nostalgia Week: What was on the soundtrack to your youth?

Can you remember what song was playing during your first kiss? How about during your first break-up? The truth is music has the power to dredge up long buried memories like no other medium so we want you to tell us some of your favourite songs and what memories you associate them with. If we get enough suggestions we’ll put together a little playlist, a sort of soundtrack to our collective naval gazing. To get the old grey matter warmed up here are some songs that will forever remind me of my own teenage years.

Nostalgia (Hump Of The) Week: Will Smith ALWAYS Gets A Free Pass.

… aaaaand we’re over the hump of the week. Happy Wednesday afternoon, everyone! Half the week is gone! Two and a half days out of your life you’re never getting back. Two and a half days closer to death! But never mind. Yeah, you’re not fourteen anymore, but if you were, you wouldn’t be able to roar your guts out to this beauty, would you? I want you all to do me a favour. Click the link (because we’re not allowed embed this piece of cultural history, boo, hiss). Square your shoulders. Press play. And wherever you are: the office, on the train, at the bus stop, in the hairdresser’s - sing out at the very top of your lungs! For this is the greatest nostalgic tune there ever was or ever will be! This separates the twentythirty-somethings from the boys. This. Is. THE FRESH PRINCE OF BEL AIR!

Competition Closed: Nostalgia Week Day 2, and the worst toys EVER.

This post is, by its very nature, depressing as The Cleveland Show, except that The Cleveland Show is a recent kind of letdown and this one will twang at the very fibres that you’re spun out of. Yes, it’s Nostalgia Week on Culch.ie, and it’s all very well reminiscing about the great and the gloopy, but a huge, blown chunk of the Irish psyche is “suffering” - that bit chipped out of your rose-tinted glasses - and we’re gonna wallow in that for the day. Want to hear something even more disappointing? This isn’t even an original list; I wrote it about a year ago. Disappointment is like the smell of boiling turnips, though; it lingers. It doesn’t matter that this is an old list. Nothing. Has. Changed. I’m gonna sweeten it up with a prizey at the end for those of you sturdy enough to get through this, though. … There’s more