I have started listening to KFOG
with some regularity. It is one of the treats of being a Bay Area resident. This is old-school, stuffed-full-of-talent, independent, local rock radio. Dave Morey, the head deejay in the morning, is a legend.
Each night, KFOG does the “10@10” — at 10:00, ten songs from one year. Tonight, they did 1992. That’s high school for me. That’s a lot of memories that came flooding back all at once: memories I very rarely touch. I listened. The music was amazing. But most of the memories were a visceral yuck
. They started up when Kurt Cobain did: I’m so happy, ‘cause today I found my friends.
I remembered the day we heard he killed himself. The memories grew more pesonal from there.
They finished the set with U2’s “Even Better Than the Real Thing.” The Achtung Baby
album is one hundred percent terrific, just incredible stuff. One of the best albums of the 90s. But to me, forever, it will be entirely tainted with a certain memoryset that simply is not and cannot ever be pleasant.