“Flashlight,” Fuzzy (1994).
It’s weird to feel nostalgia for bands you didn’t know when they were around. It’s also weird to feel some kind of connection to people when you don’t really have one. Here is a study in both of these oddities: I never knew Fuzzy in the mid ’90s (though I may have seen them; apparently they opened for the Juliana Hatfield 3, which I believe I saw around that time). Nonetheless, there is enough cultural capital amassed in this song/video and my brain for a fairly strong resonance. As for connection, well, my friend Em plays in a band with Hilken & Winston, both late of Fuzzy. I have meet both of them on several occasions. Yet, I’m sure neither of them remember me. Fame—what’s your name?
