I’ve done too much thinking this week, so it’s time to turn off the brain and just exist. DJ Kool is the way to do it tonight. I can get my groove on all by myself and feel no shame. And then I’ll fall asleep on the couch. When I say “take,” you say “a nap!”
“Let Me Clear My Throat” is on my workout mix, but I was not paying attention to it in 1996. I was fully invested in my Oasis fixation as well as my new fascination with punk. Hip hop was never my thing, but when I hear this song now it sounds so simple and fun, and I sort of wish I had given it more of my time. It’s a masterpiece. I especially dig the Elvis reference.
The video was not on my radar at all in the 90s. MTV was no longer my favorite channel—that changed to CNN in high school—so I didn’t really notice stuff unless it was Oasis. Looking at it now, it’s such a 90s cliché! And what the hell is with those clowns? That one chick is freakin’ all over Bozo. The 90s were fucked up.