<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005</id><updated>2012-01-15T22:57:00.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 200 Songs of the '90s</title><subtitle type='html'>This list was chosen by humans and is therefore imperfect.

We hope you enjoy it anyway.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>200</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-392551252336885297</id><published>2008-04-17T17:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:49:02.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1. Alanis Morissette - You Oughta Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/907726/Alanis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/12611/Alanis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jagged Little Pill&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to tell you about this song? The big hit on the big album of the decade, its rage was as unbridled as its success. Wherever the guy is who inspired such anger, he’s probably still smarting. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-392551252336885297?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/392551252336885297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=392551252336885297' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/392551252336885297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/392551252336885297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-alanis-morissette-you-oughta-know.html' title='1. Alanis Morissette - You Oughta Know'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2228496319525241208</id><published>2008-04-17T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:53:28.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2. Lisa Loeb – Stay (I Missed You)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/138202/LISA%20LOEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/698483/LISA%20LOEB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tails&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay&lt;/span&gt; doesn’t have a chorus to speak of, and yet nearly anyone aged 25 – 35 can sing large portions of it, if not the entire song. How does THAT happen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2228496319525241208?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2228496319525241208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2228496319525241208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2228496319525241208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2228496319525241208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-lisa-loeb-stay-i-missed-you.html' title='2. Lisa Loeb – Stay (I Missed You)'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5445464151945499461</id><published>2008-04-17T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:54:17.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3. They Might Be Giants – Birdhouse In Your Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/277100/TMBG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/746702/TMBG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flood&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to put too fine a point on it, but this is TMBG’s best song, an ode to a nightlight that is full of non-sequiters and SAT vocabulary words, but still comes off as oddly touching .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5445464151945499461?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5445464151945499461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5445464151945499461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5445464151945499461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5445464151945499461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/3-they-might-be-giants-birdhouse-in.html' title='3. They Might Be Giants – Birdhouse In Your Soul'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2835669543188723056</id><published>2008-04-17T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:33:27.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4. Deee-Lite - Groove Is In the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/524021/Deee-Lite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/947383/Deee-Lite.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;World Clique&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because groove IS in the heart. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2835669543188723056?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2835669543188723056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2835669543188723056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2835669543188723056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2835669543188723056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-deee-lite-groove-is-in-heart.html' title='4. Deee-Lite - Groove Is In the Heart'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3017387018716250518</id><published>2008-04-17T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:33:41.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5. Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/157910/Nirvana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/489327/Nirvana.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most influential song ever inspired by a deodorant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3017387018716250518?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3017387018716250518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3017387018716250518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3017387018716250518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3017387018716250518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/5-nirvana-smells-like-teen-spirit.html' title='5. Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1631813528452321513</id><published>2008-04-17T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:36:27.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6. Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/437505/SP%20SIAMESE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/802312/SP%20SIAMESE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siamese Dream&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: DH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave wanted to nominate the entire &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siamese Dream&lt;/span&gt; album, and I wouldn’t let him. Still, it had more songs nominated from it than any other album. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mayonaise&lt;/span&gt;, unlike its differently-spelled namesake, is not heavy, but it does bring a different flavor to the album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1631813528452321513?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1631813528452321513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1631813528452321513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1631813528452321513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1631813528452321513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/6-smashing-pumpkins-mayonaise.html' title='6. Smashing Pumpkins - Mayonaise'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1119735736593733337</id><published>2008-04-17T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:38:22.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7. R.E.M. - Losing My Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/708624/R.E.M.%20Out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/873967/R.E.M.%20Out.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out Of Time&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mildly scandalized by the song's title / chorus when I first heard it. I was a good church-goin' boy and it felt wrong to enjoy the song so much. Now that I've learned the song is actually about a huge hidden crush and not spirituality, I like it both less and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1119735736593733337?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1119735736593733337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1119735736593733337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1119735736593733337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1119735736593733337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/7-rem-losing-my-religion.html' title='7. R.E.M. - Losing My Religion'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4729795848025682514</id><published>2008-04-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:40:04.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8. Radiohead – Creep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/911885/Radiohead%20Pablo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/220003/Radiohead%20Pablo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pablo Honey&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I beat Richard in suggesting this? – MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4729795848025682514?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4729795848025682514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4729795848025682514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4729795848025682514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4729795848025682514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/8-radiohead-creep.html' title='8. Radiohead – Creep'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1360304902129396096</id><published>2008-04-17T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:40:17.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9. Ice Cube – It Was A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/174201/Ice%20Cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/19304/Ice%20Cube.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Predator&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cube’s idea of a perfect day (a game of basketball followed by craps and dominoes, a Laker win, drunk driving, the Goodyear blimp displaying that you are, in fact, a pimp) may differ slightly from mine, but his enthusiasm is contagious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1360304902129396096?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1360304902129396096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1360304902129396096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1360304902129396096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1360304902129396096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/9-ice-cube-it-was-good-day.html' title='9. Ice Cube – It Was A Good Day'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1947925847149945876</id><published>2008-04-17T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:40:32.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10. Green Day – Basket Case</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/476533/GREEN%20DAY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/853906/GREEN%20DAY.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dookie&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In purer times I actually discovered new music via MTV.  When I saw the video for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Basket Case &lt;/span&gt;one night I knew that I had to get the album right away. Like the Sex Pistols and Ramones before them, Billie Joe and the boys expressed teenage alienation flawlessly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1947925847149945876?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1947925847149945876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1947925847149945876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1947925847149945876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1947925847149945876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/10-green-day-basket-case.html' title='10. Green Day – Basket Case'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4270821819205641669</id><published>2008-04-17T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:40:46.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11. Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/635718/SINEAD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/464217/SINEAD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can Prince write a song or can Prince write a song?! This tune was first performed by a group called The Family in ’85 and it wasn’t until Sinead’s impassioned performance that it became the classic it is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4270821819205641669?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4270821819205641669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4270821819205641669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4270821819205641669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4270821819205641669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/11-sinead-oconnor-nothing-compares-2-u.html' title='11. Sinead O&apos;Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1695456055813965149</id><published>2008-04-17T16:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:41:02.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12. Weezer – Buddy Holly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/438250/Weezer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/47182/Weezer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weezer&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to admit this here: As a high schooler I had a big crush on Mary Tyler Moore. Not the single-gal-in-Minneapolis version, but the sassy-wife-of-Dick Van Dyke version. So this song always made perfect sense to me. And the video is my favorite ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1695456055813965149?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1695456055813965149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1695456055813965149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1695456055813965149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1695456055813965149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/12-weezer-buddy-holly.html' title='12. Weezer – Buddy Holly'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8184503966152507786</id><published>2008-04-17T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:41:18.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13. Sting - Fields Of Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/615670/Sting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/597392/Sting.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Summoner's Tales &lt;/span&gt;(1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflective, gentle and vaguely sensual, this song knocks my socks off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8184503966152507786?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8184503966152507786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8184503966152507786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8184503966152507786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8184503966152507786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/13-sting-fields-of-gold.html' title='13. Sting - Fields Of Gold'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3912791110370455943</id><published>2008-04-17T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:41:31.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14. Counting Crows - Mr. Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/817593/Counting%20Crows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/545899/Counting%20Crows.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August And Everything After&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Duritz name-checks Bob Dylan and Pablo Picasso while anticipating reality television: “When I look at the television, I want to see me staring right back at me!” The Crows would have many more hits, but none touched the sheer bliss of this. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3912791110370455943?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3912791110370455943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3912791110370455943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3912791110370455943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3912791110370455943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/14-counting-crows-mr-jones.html' title='14. Counting Crows - Mr. Jones'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7911560774655131596</id><published>2008-04-17T16:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:41:49.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15. Freedy Johnston - Bad Reputation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/639332/Freedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/579183/Freedy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This Perfect World&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d be more convinced of Mr. Johnston’s alleged “bad reputation” if this song weren’t so pretty. A sweet musical yin to Joan Jett’s sassy yang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7911560774655131596?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7911560774655131596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7911560774655131596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7911560774655131596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7911560774655131596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/15-freedy-johnston-bad-reputation.html' title='15. Freedy Johnston - Bad Reputation'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2623476171147406363</id><published>2008-04-17T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:43:42.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16. Toad The Wet Sprocket - Walk On The Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/707011/Toad%20Fear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/536297/Toad%20Fear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell this song is NOT about Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2623476171147406363?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2623476171147406363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2623476171147406363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2623476171147406363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2623476171147406363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/16-toad-wet-sprocket-walk-on-ocean.html' title='16. Toad The Wet Sprocket - Walk On The Ocean'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6703066826318362175</id><published>2008-04-17T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:45:42.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17. The Jayhawks - Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/695037/Jayhawks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/205527/Jayhawks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow The Green Grass&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather bought this CD for me at a Venture department store in Decatur, Illinois. How had I heard of it? That detail is lost to time. All I know is that as a college freshman who supposedly hated country, it sounded pretty sweet to my ear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6703066826318362175?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6703066826318362175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6703066826318362175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6703066826318362175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6703066826318362175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/17-jayhawks-blue.html' title='17. The Jayhawks - Blue'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8860710544442292890</id><published>2008-04-17T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:46:36.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18. Fiona Apple - Criminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/943326/Fiona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/892846/Fiona.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tidal&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She may have been a bad, bad girl—the video for this song was downright naughty—but this is a remarkable song. “I’ve been careless with a delicate man?” Perhaps—but there isn’t a careless or misplaced note or word here. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8860710544442292890?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8860710544442292890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8860710544442292890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8860710544442292890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8860710544442292890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/18-fiona-apple-criminal.html' title='18. Fiona Apple - Criminal'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7300097408864020995</id><published>2008-04-17T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:47:12.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19. Beta Band - Dry The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/336363/Beta%20Band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/880219/Beta%20Band.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 3 E.P.s&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might remember this song from the scene in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;High Fidelity&lt;/span&gt; where John Cusack’s character says “I will now sell 5 copies of The Three E.P.’s by The Beta Band.” Why were the patrons of Championship Vinyl compelled to buy a copy of this album? Because this song is fucking good, that’s why. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7300097408864020995?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7300097408864020995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7300097408864020995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7300097408864020995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7300097408864020995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/19-beta-band-dry-rain.html' title='19. Beta Band - Dry The Rain'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7182952262709858483</id><published>2008-04-17T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:48:01.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20. Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/695514/BSB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/323206/BSB.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millennium&lt;/span&gt; (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the European version makes more sense, lyrically, than the slightly schizophrenic version that ruled American charts, there’s no question that this was one of the catchiest songs of this or any decade. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7182952262709858483?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7182952262709858483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7182952262709858483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7182952262709858483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7182952262709858483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/20-backstreet-boys-i-want-it-that-way.html' title='20. Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2251337223539158552</id><published>2008-04-17T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:47:44.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21. Bel Biv Devoe – Poison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/878818/BBD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/173987/BBD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poison&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: CR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three background guys from New Edition came together to form Bel Biv Devoe and immediately scored a hit about a girl who’s “just a big butt and a smile.” To put in perspective how unexpected that was, imagine Chris Kirkpatrick, Joey Fatone and Lance Bass forming a group and people actually giving a damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2251337223539158552?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2251337223539158552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2251337223539158552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2251337223539158552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2251337223539158552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/21-bel-biv-devoe-poison.html' title='21. Bel Biv Devoe – Poison'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2532968609947897381</id><published>2008-04-17T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:47:28.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22. Bonnie Raitt – Something To Talk About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/119399/Bonnie%20Raitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 182px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/62888/Bonnie%20Raitt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luck Of The Draw&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An acknowledgment of rumors, an admission of feelings and a come-on in one fell swoop. I bet Bonnie sang this to Danny Noonan and won him right over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2532968609947897381?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2532968609947897381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2532968609947897381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2532968609947897381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2532968609947897381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/22-bonnie-raitt-something-to-talk-about.html' title='22. Bonnie Raitt – Something To Talk About'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5271216506513488523</id><published>2008-04-17T16:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:46:54.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>23. Oasis – Wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/384778/Oasis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/834385/Oasis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What’s The Story (Morning Glory)?&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Hobart, who lived two dorm rooms down from me freshman year, played &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonderwall&lt;/span&gt; incessantly at ear-splitting volume for at least three weeks straight (before he moved on to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gangsta’s Paradise&lt;/span&gt;).  I still love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5271216506513488523?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5271216506513488523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5271216506513488523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5271216506513488523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5271216506513488523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/23-oasis-wonderwall.html' title='23. Oasis – Wonderwall'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-969196110785786483</id><published>2008-04-17T16:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:46:11.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24. Jimmy Eat World – Lucky Denver Mint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/869866/Jimmy%20Eat%20World.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/999999/Jimmy%20Eat%20World.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clarity&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo’s best band delivers an ode to wishful thinking and humility. Looking back, it’s not hard to see the commercial breakthrough that happened 3 years later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-969196110785786483?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/969196110785786483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=969196110785786483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/969196110785786483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/969196110785786483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/24-jimmy-eat-world-lucky-denver-mint.html' title='24. Jimmy Eat World – Lucky Denver Mint'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1587901535662717028</id><published>2008-04-17T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:45:58.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25. Spin Doctors – Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/165260/SPin%20Doctors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/676997/SPin%20Doctors.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pocket Full Of Kryptonite&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a mean song.  I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1587901535662717028?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1587901535662717028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1587901535662717028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1587901535662717028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1587901535662717028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/25-spin-doctors-little-miss-cant-be.html' title='25. Spin Doctors – Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-655369183281381241</id><published>2008-04-17T16:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:45:28.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26. Ben Folds Five - Brick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/170359/Ben%20Folds%20Whatever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/445600/Ben%20Folds%20Whatever.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever And Ever Amen&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the one that shot the group, and eventually the man, into stardom. Who’d have guessed that a song about driving a girlfriend to have an abortion would touch such a nerve? - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-655369183281381241?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/655369183281381241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=655369183281381241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/655369183281381241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/655369183281381241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/26-ben-folds-five-brick.html' title='26. Ben Folds Five - Brick'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4445040397323105586</id><published>2008-04-17T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:45:15.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27. Stone Temple Pilots – Interstate Love Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/507752/STP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/631520/STP.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't find a song with a more appropriate title. Everytime I hear this I think of a lone gas station by the side of the road in the southwest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4445040397323105586?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4445040397323105586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4445040397323105586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4445040397323105586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4445040397323105586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/27-stone-temple-pilots-interstate-love.html' title='27. Stone Temple Pilots – Interstate Love Song'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6824878701755158572</id><published>2008-04-17T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:44:48.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28. Depeche Mode - Enjoy The Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/212870/Depeche%20Mode%20Violator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/903577/Depeche%20Mode%20Violator.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violater&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DM are one of the few bands associated with the ‘80s but who were actually BETTER in the ‘90s.  They outdid themselves on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy The Silence&lt;/span&gt;, an ironic title given the top quality of the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6824878701755158572?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6824878701755158572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6824878701755158572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6824878701755158572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6824878701755158572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/28-depeche-mode-enjoy-silence.html' title='28. Depeche Mode - Enjoy The Silence'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1441911013519998830</id><published>2008-04-17T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:43:27.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29. The Cranberries – Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/665274/Cranberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/412299/Cranberries.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone Else Is Doing It, So Why Can’t We?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: ND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like their countrymen U2, the ‘berries had an anthemic, ringing guitar-driven sound. Unlike U2, they had a singer who actually sounded Irish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1441911013519998830?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1441911013519998830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1441911013519998830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1441911013519998830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1441911013519998830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/29-cranberries-dreams.html' title='29. The Cranberries – Dreams'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-115183307656371568</id><published>2008-04-17T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:43:08.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30. Deep Blue Something - Breakfast At Tiffany's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/868652/Deep%20Blue%20Something.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/805686/Deep%20Blue%20Something.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song that inspired a generation of guys to rent the old Audrey Hepburn movie, just in case they met a girl who liked it. And then those same guys fell in love with Holly Golightly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-115183307656371568?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/115183307656371568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=115183307656371568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/115183307656371568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/115183307656371568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/30-deep-blue-something-breakfast-at.html' title='30. Deep Blue Something - Breakfast At Tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5120885651209777777</id><published>2008-04-17T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:42:44.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31. Hole - Boys On The Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/927632/Hole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/671769/Hole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celebrity Skin&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherein Courtney Love looks back on the revolution her husband started. Coming so soon after grunge’s commercial nadir, it reads as instant nostalgia, a eulogy for the music and the men who made it. Plus, the song itself sounds like a lost Christine McVie composition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5120885651209777777?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5120885651209777777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5120885651209777777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5120885651209777777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5120885651209777777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/31-hole-boys-on-radio.html' title='31. Hole - Boys On The Radio'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2185559653236498076</id><published>2008-04-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:42:30.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32. Haddaway - What Is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/812513/Haddaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/188959/Haddaway.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haddaway&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: EV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can listen to this song and NOT think of Will Ferrell and Chris Kattan in purple suits, you’re a better person than me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2185559653236498076?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2185559653236498076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2185559653236498076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2185559653236498076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2185559653236498076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/32-haddaway-what-is-love.html' title='32. Haddaway - What Is Love'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3029749462353309154</id><published>2008-04-17T16:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:36:14.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33. Jann Arden - Insensitive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/906824/Jann%20Arden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/610183/Jann%20Arden.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living Under June&lt;/span&gt; (1997)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: SB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mid-‘90s really were interesting musical times. Grunge was blowing up, but simultaneously the Lilith Fair revolution was making its own kind of sensitive noise. Jann Arden was one of many to cash in on this, taking a little Alanis and adding a good dose of Heart to create a rueful kiss-off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3029749462353309154?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3029749462353309154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3029749462353309154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3029749462353309154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3029749462353309154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/33-jann-arden-insensitive.html' title='33. Jann Arden - Insensitive'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1911423905276532853</id><published>2008-04-17T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:35:38.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>34. Tori Amos - Silent All These Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/706823/Tori%20Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/94157/Tori%20Earth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Earthquakes&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What use does a mermaid have for jeans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1911423905276532853?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1911423905276532853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1911423905276532853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1911423905276532853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1911423905276532853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/34-tori-amos-silent-all-these-years.html' title='34. Tori Amos - Silent All These Years'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2647806440928812936</id><published>2008-04-17T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:35:24.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35. Shawn Colvin - Sunny Came Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/594550/Shawn%20Colvin%20Repairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/327546/Shawn%20Colvin%20Repairs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Few Small Repairs&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something fascinating about this song, which cryptically carries the listener through the anguished mind of Sunny as she—what? Burns down her house? Is it a metaphor? Is she crazy? Listen again and again; I defy you to figure it out for certain. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2647806440928812936?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2647806440928812936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2647806440928812936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2647806440928812936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2647806440928812936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/35-shawn-colvin-sunny-came-home.html' title='35. Shawn Colvin - Sunny Came Home'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-305107247228543190</id><published>2008-04-17T16:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:34:55.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36. Beastie Boys - Intergalactic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/177789/Beasties%20HELLO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/216076/Beasties%20HELLO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello Nasty&lt;/span&gt; (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that robot voices are always a good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-305107247228543190?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/305107247228543190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=305107247228543190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/305107247228543190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/305107247228543190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/36-beastie-boys-intergalactic.html' title='36. Beastie Boys - Intergalactic'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8756883163789722652</id><published>2008-04-17T16:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:11:51.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37. Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg - Nuthin' But A "G" Thang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJnactV0YI/AAAAAAAABBA/Y1UtdJPrgWY/s1600-h/Dre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJnactV0YI/AAAAAAAABBA/Y1UtdJPrgWY/s200/Dre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193327024392229250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chronic&lt;/span&gt; (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the lecture at hand: This was a genuine cultural moment, responsible for 1) Introducing us to Snoop Dogg, 2) the continuing popularity of marijuana t-shirts and hats, and 3) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dolomite&lt;/span&gt; rentals tripling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8756883163789722652?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8756883163789722652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8756883163789722652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8756883163789722652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8756883163789722652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/37-dr-dre-feat-snoop-dogg-nuthin-but-g.html' title='37. Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg - Nuthin&apos; But A &quot;G&quot; Thang'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJnactV0YI/AAAAAAAABBA/Y1UtdJPrgWY/s72-c/Dre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5074977567551161012</id><published>2008-04-17T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:13:02.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>38. Sir Mix-A-Lot - Baby Got Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/176950/Sir%20Mix-A-Lot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 184px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/680302/Sir%20Mix-A-Lot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mack Daddy &lt;/span&gt;(1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song to help you kick them nasty thoughts.  And by “kick” I mean “indulge”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5074977567551161012?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5074977567551161012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5074977567551161012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5074977567551161012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5074977567551161012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/38-sir-mix-lot-baby-got-back.html' title='38. Sir Mix-A-Lot - Baby Got Back'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4064303583900154860</id><published>2008-04-17T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:12:46.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39. Smashing Pumpkins - I Am One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBH4J8tV0LI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u0LGB1RLOac/s1600-h/SP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 181px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBH4J8tV0LI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u0LGB1RLOac/s200/SP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193204695133704370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gish&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Melissa Auf Der Maur left Hole to replace D'Arcy in Smashing Pumpkins, Courtney Love remarked: "If I had the chance to play &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Am One&lt;/span&gt; every night, I'd leave too."  The song is a straight-out rocker, but its best feature is the intro, where the instruments come in one at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4064303583900154860?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4064303583900154860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4064303583900154860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4064303583900154860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4064303583900154860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/39-smashing-pumpkins-i-am-one.html' title='39. Smashing Pumpkins - I Am One'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBH4J8tV0LI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u0LGB1RLOac/s72-c/SP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-580605568821561039</id><published>2008-04-17T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:12:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40. Pretenders - I'll Stand By You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/500873/Pretenders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/518739/Pretenders.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Of The Independents &lt;/span&gt;(1994)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: SB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Ben E. King, you didn’t have to worry after all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-580605568821561039?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/580605568821561039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=580605568821561039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/580605568821561039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/580605568821561039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/40-pretenders-ill-stand-by-you.html' title='40. Pretenders - I&apos;ll Stand By You'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8110081634539458703</id><published>2008-04-17T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:08:07.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>41. Squirrel Nut Zippers - Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmy8tV0XI/AAAAAAAABA4/yg4hTKH_hws/s1600-h/SNZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmy8tV0XI/AAAAAAAABA4/yg4hTKH_hws/s200/SNZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193326345787396466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to come out of the swing revival of the mid-'90s. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell&lt;/span&gt; is simultaneously joyful and creepy, a fiery sermon worthy of Jonathan Edwards ("Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God") himself. And when they start spelling "damnation"?  Forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8110081634539458703?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8110081634539458703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8110081634539458703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8110081634539458703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8110081634539458703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/41-squirrel-nut-zippers-hell.html' title='41. Squirrel Nut Zippers - Hell'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmy8tV0XI/AAAAAAAABA4/yg4hTKH_hws/s72-c/SNZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4864964733232951366</id><published>2008-04-17T16:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:33:04.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>42. Christina Aguilera - Come On Over (All I Want Is You)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/625632/Christina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/144652/Christina.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt; (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminally overlooked in any list of Aguilera’s biggest hits is this infectious dance track. She’s performed prettier and more powerful songs since, but she’s never cooed for attention quite like this. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4864964733232951366?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4864964733232951366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4864964733232951366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4864964733232951366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4864964733232951366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/42-christina-aguilera-come-on-over-all.html' title='42. Christina Aguilera - Come On Over (All I Want Is You)'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2002612835670653973</id><published>2008-04-17T16:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:32:47.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>43. Toad The Wet Sprocket - Something's Always Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/132310/Toad%20Dulcinea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/299238/Toad%20Dulcinea.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dulcinea&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dulcinea&lt;/span&gt; spawned an alternative rock hit with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall Down&lt;/span&gt;, but this track seems to keep on keepin’ on even a decade-plus after its release. “Another day of putting things aside as if we’ll come back to them sometime”—who hasn’t felt that? - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2002612835670653973?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2002612835670653973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2002612835670653973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2002612835670653973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2002612835670653973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/43-toad-wet-sprocket-somethings-always.html' title='43. Toad The Wet Sprocket - Something&apos;s Always Wrong'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5649133730240634699</id><published>2008-04-17T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:32:32.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>44. Sloan - Everything You've Done Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/95000/Sloan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/339387/Sloan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Chord To Another&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet poppy goodness, full of hope and encouragement.  Who could ask for more? - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5649133730240634699?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5649133730240634699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5649133730240634699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5649133730240634699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5649133730240634699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/44-sloan-everything-youve-done-wrong.html' title='44. Sloan - Everything You&apos;ve Done Wrong'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8725674302449752399</id><published>2008-04-17T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:30:58.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>45. Jay-Z - Can't Knock The Hustle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/64326/JAY-Z%20Reasonable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/572747/JAY-Z%20Reasonable.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasonable Doubt&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hova emerged with his skills fully intact: “I got extensive hos with expensive clothes and I sip fine wines and spit vintage flows.” Could Mary have guessed how right she was when she sang “one day you’re going to be a star” on the hook?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8725674302449752399?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8725674302449752399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8725674302449752399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8725674302449752399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8725674302449752399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/45-jay-z-cant-knock-hustle.html' title='45. Jay-Z - Can&apos;t Knock The Hustle'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8017515002349630711</id><published>2008-04-17T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:30:43.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>46. Guns N' Roses - November Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/730955/Guns%20N%20Roses%20Illusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 183px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/296530/Guns%20N%20Roses%20Illusion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Use Your Illusion I &lt;/span&gt;(1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first video - 11 minutes, by the way - that made me cry. - SB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8017515002349630711?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8017515002349630711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8017515002349630711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8017515002349630711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8017515002349630711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/46-guns-n-roses-november-rain.html' title='46. Guns N&apos; Roses - November Rain'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-73063691414422869</id><published>2008-04-17T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:30:22.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>47. Liz Phair - Divorce Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/929604/Liz%20Phair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/426190/Liz%20Phair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exile In Guyville&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss the days when she wrote songs like this. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-73063691414422869?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/73063691414422869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=73063691414422869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/73063691414422869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/73063691414422869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/47-liz-phair-divorce-song.html' title='47. Liz Phair - Divorce Song'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-972287220922992067</id><published>2008-04-17T16:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:30:04.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>48. P.M. Dawn - Set Adrift On Memory Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/103053/PM%20Dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 184px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/529300/PM%20Dawn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of The Heart, Of The Soul And Of The Cross&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groove so nice it became a hit twice.  The Cordes brothers took &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True&lt;/span&gt; by Spandau Ballet and made it into something completely their own, foreshadowing the development of their own considerable composing talents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-972287220922992067?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/972287220922992067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=972287220922992067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/972287220922992067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/972287220922992067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/48-pm-dawn-set-adrift-on-memory-bliss.html' title='48. P.M. Dawn - Set Adrift On Memory Bliss'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4400606364566027914</id><published>2008-04-17T16:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:29:23.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>49. Duncan Sheik - Barely Breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJfmctV0UI/AAAAAAAABAg/zetA4cE7-ss/s1600-h/DS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 192px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJfmctV0UI/AAAAAAAABAg/zetA4cE7-ss/s200/DS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193318434457637186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duncan Sheik&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Van Der Beek, I mean, Duncan Sheik has yet to live up to the full commercial potential of his debut single.  Even so, it's not a bad legacy.  I love the way the last line repeats the first, but with added wisdom, as though he worked it out just by singing the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4400606364566027914?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4400606364566027914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4400606364566027914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4400606364566027914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4400606364566027914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/49-duncan-sheik-barely-breathing.html' title='49. Duncan Sheik - Barely Breathing'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJfmctV0UI/AAAAAAAABAg/zetA4cE7-ss/s72-c/DS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4951631964507683975</id><published>2008-04-17T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:29:43.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50. Neutral Milk Hotel - Oh Comely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/846570/NMH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/990431/NMH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; In The Aeroplane Over The Sea&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may forever be in my top 5 albums of all time.  And this song is the best of the best. Frontman Jeff Magnum hasn’t made an album since. Who can blame him? After you’ve made &lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/record_review/20351/Neutral_Milk_Hotel_In_the_Aeroplane_Over_the_Sea"&gt;perfection&lt;/a&gt;, what else are you supposed to do? - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4951631964507683975?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4951631964507683975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4951631964507683975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4951631964507683975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4951631964507683975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/50-neutral-milk-hotel-oh-comely.html' title='50. Neutral Milk Hotel - Oh Comely'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1865202557126005044</id><published>2008-04-17T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:28:18.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51. 2Pac feat. Dr. Dre – California Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/704537/2Pac%20Eyez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/410930/2Pac%20Eyez.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All Eyez On Me&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This state-pride anthem features a hot verse from a fresh-out-of-jail ‘Pac and a bomb beat from Dre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1865202557126005044?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1865202557126005044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1865202557126005044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1865202557126005044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1865202557126005044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/51-2pac-feat-dr-dre-california-love.html' title='51. 2Pac feat. Dr. Dre – California Love'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4872018442925264179</id><published>2008-04-17T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:27:50.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>52. Black Crowes – Hard To Handle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/448179/Black%20Crowes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/129695/Black%20Crowes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shake Your Moneymaker &lt;/span&gt;(1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crowes kicked off their career with a blazing cover of an old blues tune. It’s one of my very favorite songs to sing-along with, though I must confess that for a long while I thought it was about an octopus: “Hey little thing let me light your tentacles.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4872018442925264179?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4872018442925264179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4872018442925264179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4872018442925264179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4872018442925264179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/52-black-crowes-hard-to-handle.html' title='52. Black Crowes – Hard To Handle'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6107016986624533826</id><published>2008-04-17T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:27:12.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>53. Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/883999/Jeff%20Buckley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/329307/Jeff%20Buckley.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By stripping out the intrusive bass and backing vocals from this Leonard Cohen original and performing it with only his own guitar, Jeff has given it the heavenly quality that it deserves. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6107016986624533826?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6107016986624533826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6107016986624533826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6107016986624533826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6107016986624533826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/53-jeff-buckley-hallelujah.html' title='53. Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4995333503778118680</id><published>2008-04-17T13:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:26:04.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>54. Madonna – Vogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/828591/Madonna%20I%27m%20Breathless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/155769/Madonna%20I%27m%20Breathless.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m Breathless&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure the song was a hit, but it seems to me that The Vogue never reached its full potential as a dance craze for uncoordinated people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4995333503778118680?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4995333503778118680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4995333503778118680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4995333503778118680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4995333503778118680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/54-madonna-vogue.html' title='54. Madonna – Vogue'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3498710115440232468</id><published>2008-04-17T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:25:45.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>55. U2 - One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/105007/U2%20Achtung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/188124/U2%20Achtung.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Achtung Baby&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this delightful song became an anthem; people seem to focus on the end, when “we get to carry each other.” But it’s really a song filled with pain—“You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.” Whatever way you take it, though, this works—just try to avoid getting chills when Bono intones, “Love is a temple, love the higher law…” - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3498710115440232468?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3498710115440232468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3498710115440232468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3498710115440232468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3498710115440232468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/55-u2-one.html' title='55. U2 - One'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8808839905395526091</id><published>2008-04-17T13:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:24:29.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>56. Pearl Jam - Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/507378/Pearl%20Jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/12420/Pearl%20Jam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid a series of arena rock anthems, this song stands out on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten&lt;/span&gt; as the one with the most emotion poured into Eddie Vedder’s tortured vocal. When the song finally climbs to the final verse, it’s pure agony: “I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life, I know you’ll be a sun in somebody else’s sky, but why, why, why can’t it be, why can’t it be mine?” - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8808839905395526091?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8808839905395526091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8808839905395526091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8808839905395526091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8808839905395526091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/56-pearl-jam-black.html' title='56. Pearl Jam - Black'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-427948334902636378</id><published>2008-04-17T13:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T08:08:17.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>57. Nirvana - About A Girl (live)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMXU6dUulI/AAAAAAAABII/tErNbvE7rJo/s1600-h/NIrvana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMXU6dUulI/AAAAAAAABII/tErNbvE7rJo/s200/NIrvana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198024042972756562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unplugged In New York&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band's unintentional swan song recast some of their early tunes and exposed the sturdy songwriting beneath.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About A Girl&lt;/span&gt; was originally on their first record, has a indefatigable melody and an appropriately raw vocal (given the tortured sentiment of the lyrics).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-427948334902636378?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/427948334902636378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=427948334902636378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/427948334902636378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/427948334902636378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/57-nirvana-about-girl-live.html' title='57. Nirvana - About A Girl (live)'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMXU6dUulI/AAAAAAAABII/tErNbvE7rJo/s72-c/NIrvana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8781226203614493625</id><published>2008-04-17T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:24:12.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>58. Radiohead – Street Spirit (Fade Out)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/347445/Radiohead%20Bends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 184px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/316108/Radiohead%20Bends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bends &lt;/span&gt;(1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bends&lt;/span&gt; is where Radiohead started making their move towards being a great band. As the bookend for the album, this song shows that the band could do what they set out to do; convince the world that they could be so much better than a one-hit wonder with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creep&lt;/span&gt;. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8781226203614493625?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8781226203614493625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8781226203614493625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8781226203614493625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8781226203614493625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/58-radiohead-street-spirit-fade-out.html' title='58. Radiohead – Street Spirit (Fade Out)'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6585299883846105189</id><published>2008-04-17T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:23:49.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>59. Beck - Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/894526/Beck%20Mellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/37465/Beck%20Mellow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mellow Gold&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are definitely better Beck songs, in terms of quality—&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody’s Fault But My Own&lt;/span&gt;, from Mutations, comes to mind. But this is his anthem, his shot across the bow, his announcement to the world that he was a force to be reckoned with. A decade on, it still sounds startling. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6585299883846105189?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6585299883846105189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6585299883846105189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6585299883846105189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6585299883846105189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/59-beck-loser.html' title='59. Beck - Loser'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4718867665760118338</id><published>2008-04-17T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:23:28.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>60. Billy Bragg &amp; Wilco – California Stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/747908/BB%20%26%20Wilco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/641981/BB%20%26%20Wilco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mermaid Avenue &lt;/span&gt;(1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mermaid Avenue&lt;/span&gt; were written by Woody Guthrie and set to music by Billy Bragg &amp;amp; Wilco.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;California Stars&lt;/span&gt; song kicks my ass every single time I hear it.  If I had to pick a favorite song of the decade, this would be it. Hands down. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4718867665760118338?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4718867665760118338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4718867665760118338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4718867665760118338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4718867665760118338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/60-billy-bragg-wilco-california-stars.html' title='60. Billy Bragg &amp; Wilco – California Stars'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1485806025247018315</id><published>2008-04-17T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:23:10.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>61. Notorious B.I.G. – Juicy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Notorious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Notorious.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ready To Die&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Poppa gets all nostalgic, and manages to avoid making any violent or misogynistic comments. Instead he focuses on self-mythologizing his own rags-to-riches story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1485806025247018315?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1485806025247018315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1485806025247018315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1485806025247018315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1485806025247018315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/61-notorious-big-juicy.html' title='61. Notorious B.I.G. – Juicy'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-101643071729623788</id><published>2008-04-17T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:22:46.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>62. Semisonic - Closing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Semisonic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 188px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Semisonic.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feeling Strangely Fine&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that the words “You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here” could be sung to terrific effect? Semisonic’s solid career hit a commercial peak with this hit. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-101643071729623788?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/101643071729623788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=101643071729623788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/101643071729623788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/101643071729623788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/62-semisonic-closing-time.html' title='62. Semisonic - Closing Time'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1940857827464283928</id><published>2008-04-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:14:47.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>63. Tom Petty &amp; the Heartbreakers - Mary Jane's Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Tom%20Petty%20Greatest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Tom%20Petty%20Greatest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greatest Hits&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If The Byrds had covered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tangled Up In Blue&lt;/span&gt; it might have sounded like this. Usually new songs on greatest hits collections fail to meet the qualities of the actual hits.  This is a rare exception.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1940857827464283928?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1940857827464283928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1940857827464283928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1940857827464283928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1940857827464283928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/63-tom-petty-heartbreakers-mary-janes.html' title='63. Tom Petty &amp; the Heartbreakers - Mary Jane&apos;s Last Dance'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1442183219676238613</id><published>2008-04-17T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:14:29.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>64. Matthew Sweet - Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Matthew%20Sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Matthew%20Sweet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tough picking a “best” Matthew Sweet song; his ‘90s output was pretty consistent. But this will do! - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1442183219676238613?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1442183219676238613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1442183219676238613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1442183219676238613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1442183219676238613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/64-matthew-sweet-girlfriend.html' title='64. Matthew Sweet - Girlfriend'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2346529824084898155</id><published>2008-04-17T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:19:53.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>65. Teenage Fanclub - Sparky's Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMAs6dUukI/AAAAAAAABIA/kHk1itypS9k/s1600-h/GP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMAs6dUukI/AAAAAAAABIA/kHk1itypS9k/s200/GP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197999166522178114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand Prix &lt;/span&gt;(1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spin famously picked Teenage Fanclub's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bandwagonesque&lt;/span&gt; as the best album of 1991, over Nirvana's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;.  But for my money, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grand Prix&lt;/span&gt; is a better all-around album.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sparky's Dream&lt;/span&gt; is as lyrically vague as ever, but who cares when the song sounds like The Byrds and Big Star jamming?&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2346529824084898155?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2346529824084898155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2346529824084898155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2346529824084898155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2346529824084898155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/65-teenage-fanclub-sparkys-dream.html' title='65. Teenage Fanclub - Sparky&apos;s Dream'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SCMAs6dUukI/AAAAAAAABIA/kHk1itypS9k/s72-c/GP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2177831482553925952</id><published>2008-04-17T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:01:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>66. The Mavericks – What A Crying Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Mavericks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Mavericks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What A Crying Shame&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll admit that I was once one of those wretched music snobs who say they like “every kind of music but country” but The Mavericks helped change that. Their rockabilly sound (owing much to Roy Orbison) made for a smooth transition into more twangy fare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2177831482553925952?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2177831482553925952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2177831482553925952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2177831482553925952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2177831482553925952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/66-mavericks-what-crying-shame.html' title='66. The Mavericks – What A Crying Shame'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4736603899506859401</id><published>2008-04-17T13:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:01:24.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>67. Barenaked Ladies - One Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/BNL%20Stunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/BNL%20Stunt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stunt&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White rap from Canada! - AL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4736603899506859401?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4736603899506859401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4736603899506859401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4736603899506859401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4736603899506859401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/67-barenaked-ladies-one-week.html' title='67. Barenaked Ladies - One Week'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7040995579669678602</id><published>2008-04-17T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:01:05.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>68. Bjork - Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Bjork%20Post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Bjork%20Post.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her second post-Sugarcubes solo album, it’s obvious that Bjork had been spending some time with Tricky to hone her style. This song is full of grinding beats that make you want to be on a sweaty dance floor. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7040995579669678602?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7040995579669678602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7040995579669678602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7040995579669678602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7040995579669678602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/68-bjork-enjoy.html' title='68. Bjork - Enjoy'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7414305096663293179</id><published>2008-04-17T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:00:14.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>69. Des'ree - You Gotta Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmV8tV0WI/AAAAAAAABAw/n0DRGZwuV54/s1600-h/Des.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmV8tV0WI/AAAAAAAABAw/n0DRGZwuV54/s200/Des.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193325847571190114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Ain't Movin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(1994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Brent's favorite singer serves up warm self-help in 4 short minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7414305096663293179?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7414305096663293179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7414305096663293179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7414305096663293179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7414305096663293179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/69-desree-you-gotta-be.html' title='69. Des&apos;ree - You Gotta Be'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJmV8tV0WI/AAAAAAAABAw/n0DRGZwuV54/s72-c/Des.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4359438581906804474</id><published>2008-04-17T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:00:39.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>70. Mariah Carey - Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/1600/Mariah%20Music%20Box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1457/270/200/Mariah%20Music%20Box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Music Box&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: SB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics are so sappy they ought to be bottled and served at the church's pancake breakfast, but Mariah actually turns in a restrained performance, and I love the fact that she doesn’t hide her lisp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4359438581906804474?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4359438581906804474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4359438581906804474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4359438581906804474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4359438581906804474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/70-mariah-carey-hero.html' title='70. Mariah Carey - Hero'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1132971950609695256</id><published>2008-04-17T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:57:19.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>71. Del Amitri - Always The Last To Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJTsstV0QI/AAAAAAAABAA/YROxh-__Ia0/s1600-h/DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJTsstV0QI/AAAAAAAABAA/YROxh-__Ia0/s200/DA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193305347692286210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change Everything&lt;/span&gt; (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harmony-laden tale of a regretful man.  I don't really know what he's asking here though.  He cheated on this girl, she left him, and now he wants her to communicate with him more?  Despite the confusion, it's pop perfection, especially on the Beatle-worthy bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1132971950609695256?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1132971950609695256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1132971950609695256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1132971950609695256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1132971950609695256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/71-del-amitri-always-last-to-know.html' title='71. Del Amitri - Always The Last To Know'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJTsstV0QI/AAAAAAAABAA/YROxh-__Ia0/s72-c/DA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6125554983354600664</id><published>2008-04-17T11:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:22:26.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>72. Dixie Chicks - Wide Open Spaces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/318736/Dixie%20Chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/108654/Dixie%20Chicks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wide Open Spaces&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effortlessly captures that desire to strike out on your own and see what’s out there in the world for you. Pretty harmonies calm the nerves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6125554983354600664?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6125554983354600664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6125554983354600664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6125554983354600664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6125554983354600664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/72-dixie-chicks-wide-open-spaces.html' title='72. Dixie Chicks - Wide Open Spaces'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6866008763171951272</id><published>2008-04-17T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:48:09.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>73. Foo Fighters - Everlong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/638086/Foo%20Fighters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/53963/Foo%20Fighters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Colour And The Shape&lt;/span&gt; (1997)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: MT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this David Letterman’s favorite song because it’s so desperate and mysterious, or because, as Marilee puts it: "Dave Grohl is just that hot!"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6866008763171951272?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6866008763171951272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6866008763171951272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6866008763171951272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6866008763171951272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/72-foo-fighters-everlong.html' title='73. Foo Fighters - Everlong'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6619868932704402430</id><published>2008-04-17T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:21:08.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>73. Whitney Houston - I Have Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/477251/Whitney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/561083/Whitney.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bodyguard &lt;/span&gt;(1992)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: BG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty safe saying that if not for this show-stopper, American Idol as we know it would probably not exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6619868932704402430?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6619868932704402430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6619868932704402430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6619868932704402430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6619868932704402430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/73-whitney-houston-i-have-nothing.html' title='73. Whitney Houston - I Have Nothing'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1362097668638159609</id><published>2008-04-17T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:20:52.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>75. Radiohead - No Surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/317926/Radiohead%20OK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/678869/Radiohead%20OK.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK Computer&lt;/span&gt; (1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album was a great sign of what Radiohead was capable of, and laid a base to expand on with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kid A,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amnesiac&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hail to the Thief&lt;/span&gt;. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1362097668638159609?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1362097668638159609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1362097668638159609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1362097668638159609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1362097668638159609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/75-radiohead-no-surprises.html' title='75. Radiohead - No Surprises'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3585318919188269016</id><published>2008-04-17T11:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:20:33.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>76. The Afghan Whigs - Creep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/808139/Afghan%20Whigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 167px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/236314/Afghan%20Whigs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honky's Ladder EP&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Afghan Whigs always had a certain flair for funky swank in their instrumentation, so it wasn’t that far off-base for them to do a cover of this TLC hit. Of course none of the members of The Afghans ever set fire to Andre Rison’s house, either. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3585318919188269016?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3585318919188269016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3585318919188269016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3585318919188269016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3585318919188269016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/76-afghan-whigs-creep.html' title='76. The Afghan Whigs - Creep'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-7331974479529194270</id><published>2008-04-17T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:18:59.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>77. Extreme - More Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/317999/EXTREME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/791422/EXTREME.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pornograffitti&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful song musically; the harmonies and acoustic guitar recall Simon and Garfunkel or The Everly Brothers. I’ve heard theories that the lyrics are basically a plea for a woman to *ahem* show her love with actions instead of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-7331974479529194270?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/7331974479529194270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=7331974479529194270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7331974479529194270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/7331974479529194270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/77-extreme-more-than-words.html' title='77. Extreme - More Than Words'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5792023427406858588</id><published>2008-04-17T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:18:37.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>78. Duran Duran - Ordinary World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/139728/Duran%20Duran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/557529/Duran%20Duran.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duran Duran&lt;/span&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unexpected comeback. Gone were the cocky poster boys and in their place were mannered thoughtful gents. When Simon LeBon puts his problems in perspective, singing “here beside the news of holy war and holy me / ours is just a little sorrow at all” it gets me every time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5792023427406858588?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5792023427406858588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5792023427406858588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5792023427406858588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5792023427406858588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/78-duran-duran-ordinary-world.html' title='78. Duran Duran - Ordinary World'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4354631801567637522</id><published>2008-04-17T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:18:13.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>79. XTC - Dear Madam Barnum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/990303/XTC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/804247/XTC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nonsuch&lt;/span&gt; (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Partridge's mind works better than most people's.  Here, instead of writing a typical you-did-me-wrong song, he  creates an extended metaphor of a circus clown  tired of playing the fool:  "Children are laughing / As I fall to the floor / My heart's torn and broken / But they just scream for more."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4354631801567637522?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4354631801567637522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4354631801567637522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4354631801567637522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4354631801567637522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/79-xtc-dear-madam-barnum.html' title='79. XTC - Dear Madam Barnum'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6338878018169814958</id><published>2008-04-17T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:17:04.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80. Wilson Phillips - Hold On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/160756/Wilson%20Phillips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/64143/Wilson%20Phillips.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wilson Phillips&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: BG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughters of a Beach Boy, a Mama and a Papa form a group and make catchy, harmony-laden, sun-kissed pop tunes. Who would have expected that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6338878018169814958?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6338878018169814958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6338878018169814958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6338878018169814958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6338878018169814958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/80-wilson-phillips-hold-on.html' title='80. Wilson Phillips - Hold On'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5530025290751699698</id><published>2008-04-17T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:15:47.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>81. Uncle Tupelo - I Wish My Baby Was Born</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/405772/Uncle%20Tupelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/164741/Uncle%20Tupelo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March 16-20, 1992&lt;/span&gt; (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the best song off of what is quite possibly one of my favorite albums of all time. The haunting simplicity of Jeff Tweedy’s guitar with Jay Farrar’s passionate mandolin make this about the finest 1:38 of music you could ask for. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5530025290751699698?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5530025290751699698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5530025290751699698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5530025290751699698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5530025290751699698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/81-uncle-tupelo-i-wish-my-baby-was-born.html' title='81. Uncle Tupelo - I Wish My Baby Was Born'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-1813824634738971155</id><published>2008-04-17T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:15:32.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>82. Son Volt - Route</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/176500/Son%20Volt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 195px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/653213/Son%20Volt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trace&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly as it seems now, when Jay Farrar and Jeff Tweedy went their separate ways it was not at all clear who would have the better post-Uncle Tupelo career. Son Volt won the first battle, with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trace&lt;/span&gt; bettering Wilco’s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A.M.&lt;/span&gt; on every count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-1813824634738971155?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/1813824634738971155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=1813824634738971155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1813824634738971155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/1813824634738971155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/82-son-volt-route.html' title='82. Son Volt - Route'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8279380151840246970</id><published>2008-04-17T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:15:10.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>83. Wilco - Forget The Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/476808/Wilco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/325370/Wilco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being There&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand...  their second album, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being There&lt;/span&gt;, was full of great country-pop songs like this one. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8279380151840246970?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8279380151840246970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8279380151840246970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8279380151840246970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8279380151840246970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/83-wilco-forget-flowers.html' title='83. Wilco - Forget The Flowers'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8867488598133497793</id><published>2008-04-17T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:14:04.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>84. Fugees - Fu-Gee-La</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/886562/Fugees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/340237/Fugees.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Score&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: EE &amp;amp; KP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that album cover remind anyone else of the three Kryptonian villains from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Superman II&lt;/span&gt;?  Anyway, this was a good tune and album, but I think we can all agree that the solo careers of The Fugees have been much more interesting than anything they did together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8867488598133497793?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8867488598133497793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8867488598133497793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8867488598133497793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8867488598133497793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/84-fugees-fu-gee-la.html' title='84. Fugees - Fu-Gee-La'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-9218386776576180381</id><published>2008-04-17T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:51:08.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>85. Pearl Jam - Yellow Ledbetter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/155782/Pearl%20Jam%20Yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/747191/Pearl%20Jam%20Yellow.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/span&gt; (single) (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll admit it, I have no fucking clue what Eddie Vedder is saying in this song. That's not going to stop me from loving it.  What amazes me is that this was just a b-side; not even on one of their albums.  - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-9218386776576180381?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/9218386776576180381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=9218386776576180381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/9218386776576180381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/9218386776576180381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/85-pearl-jam-yellow-ledbetter.html' title='85. Pearl Jam - Yellow Ledbetter'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6310979748046589965</id><published>2008-04-17T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:50:49.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>86. Peter Murphy - Cuts You Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/713722/Peter%20Murphy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 196px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/563750/Peter%20Murphy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep&lt;/span&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew Bauhaus had a Bowie jones (they covered &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ziggy Stardust&lt;/span&gt;), and lead singer Murphy confirmed it on his top-notch first solo hit. One of very few rock hits to feature a cello on the hook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6310979748046589965?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6310979748046589965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6310979748046589965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6310979748046589965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6310979748046589965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/86-peter-murphy-cuts-you-up.html' title='86. Peter Murphy - Cuts You Up'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-4761646222409742244</id><published>2008-04-17T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T05:37:56.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>87. Jesus Jones - Right Here, Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/863828/Jesus%20Jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/81281/Jesus%20Jones.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doubt&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time I attributed this song to U2.  Others get it confused with the Van Halen song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right Now&lt;/span&gt; (#89) that came along a year later.  Poor Jesus Jones, their one hit and they don’t even get the credit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-4761646222409742244?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/4761646222409742244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=4761646222409742244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4761646222409742244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/4761646222409742244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/87-jesus-jones-right-here-right-now.html' title='87. Jesus Jones - Right Here, Right Now'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-8331799697753435327</id><published>2008-04-17T08:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:50:12.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>88. Fatboy Slim - Right Here Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/534265/Fatboy%20Slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/551222/Fatboy%20Slim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've Come A Long Way, Baby &lt;/span&gt;(1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I’m not a big fan of Fatboy Slim, but I can’t help but love this song.  A great combination of driving beat and dreamy background music. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-8331799697753435327?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/8331799697753435327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=8331799697753435327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8331799697753435327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/8331799697753435327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/88-fatboy-slim-right-here-right-now.html' title='88. Fatboy Slim - Right Here Right Now'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5956873703310651230</id><published>2008-04-17T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:51:23.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>89. Van Halen - Right Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBHxe8tV0KI/AAAAAAAAA_E/gKtvYI8mBko/s1600-h/VH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBHxe8tV0KI/AAAAAAAAA_E/gKtvYI8mBko/s200/VH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193197359329562786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge&lt;/span&gt; (1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Van Hagar gem built on a classic piano riff. The lyrics are typical of Sammy's generic philosophizing, but the video was a slight more clever, presenting a litany of things that are happening right now.  Right now your mother misses you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5956873703310651230?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5956873703310651230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5956873703310651230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5956873703310651230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5956873703310651230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/89-van-halen-right-now.html' title='89. Van Halen - Right Now'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBHxe8tV0KI/AAAAAAAAA_E/gKtvYI8mBko/s72-c/VH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5964074396015909533</id><published>2008-04-17T08:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:49:36.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>90. Sarah McLaughlan - Possession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/652269/Sarah%20McLauglin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/206448/Sarah%20McLauglin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fumbling Towards Ecstasy&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: BG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah based this disturbingly beautiful / beautifully disturbing song on letters from an obsessive fan. That begs the question: Did he get a writing credit? Royalties?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5964074396015909533?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5964074396015909533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5964074396015909533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5964074396015909533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5964074396015909533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/90-sarah-mclaughlan-possession.html' title='90. Sarah McLaughlan - Possession'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3184170051064925505</id><published>2008-04-17T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:19:25.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>91. Ben Folds Five - The Last Polka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/947701/Ben%20Folds%20Five.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/742099/Ben%20Folds%20Five.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben Folds Five&lt;/span&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a great song, start to finish. One of my favorites by Mr. Folds. I will never understand how someone can play any instrument while singing, especially on a song so complex. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3184170051064925505?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3184170051064925505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3184170051064925505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3184170051064925505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3184170051064925505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/91-ben-folds-five-last-polka.html' title='91. Ben Folds Five - The Last Polka'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2891289035047074952</id><published>2008-04-17T08:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T05:39:26.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>92. Shawn Colvin - Round of Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/931946/Shawn%20Colvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/543392/Shawn%20Colvin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fat City&lt;/span&gt; (1994)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: BG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUCH better than her song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rectangular Puces.&lt;/span&gt;  Best line: “Smoked a lot of hope.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2891289035047074952?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2891289035047074952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2891289035047074952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2891289035047074952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2891289035047074952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/92-shawn-colvin-round-of-blues.html' title='92. Shawn Colvin - Round of Blues'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-605707901415347386</id><published>2008-04-17T08:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T07:49:21.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>93. Blink 182 - Dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/746417/Blink%20182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/961940/Blink%20182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dude Ranch&lt;/span&gt; (1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song has the raw youthful ignorance / brilliance to treat post-break-up feelings like a revelation, as though the narrator is the experiencing them for the first time in human history. The listener feels the same way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-605707901415347386?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/605707901415347386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=605707901415347386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/605707901415347386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/605707901415347386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/93-blink-182-dammit.html' title='93. Blink 182 - Dammit'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-6370610073764366229</id><published>2008-04-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:45:58.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>94. Cake - Never There</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/17858/Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/38100/Cake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prolonging The Magic&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;Picked By: KP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake have a predictable sound (funky riff, half-spoken delivery, that spoke noisemaker thing) but they certainly get a lot of mileage out of it. This may be the most joyful example, despite the desperate sentiment of the lyrics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-6370610073764366229?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/6370610073764366229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=6370610073764366229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6370610073764366229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/6370610073764366229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/94-cake-never-there.html' title='94. Cake - Never There'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3054105899890842724</id><published>2008-04-17T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:45:31.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>95. Daft Punk - Around The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/53833/Daft%20Punk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 186px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/245277/Daft%20Punk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homework&lt;/span&gt; (1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is all about the Michel Gondry video:&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FMpsnDxNbqQ" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v&lt;wbr&gt;=FMpsnDxNbqQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3054105899890842724?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3054105899890842724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3054105899890842724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3054105899890842724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3054105899890842724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/95-daft-punk-around-world.html' title='95. Daft Punk - Around The World'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-5442943878378023543</id><published>2008-04-17T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T05:38:59.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>96. Montell Jordan - This Is How We Do It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJQ_stV0PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/34VpYZo3JlQ/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 191px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJQ_stV0PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/34VpYZo3JlQ/s200/MJ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193302375574917362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found On:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; This Is How We Do It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my ear, this song is unique because it blurs the line between rap and R &amp;amp; B.  The musical backing is pure rap; you could easily hear 2Pac or Naughty By Nature rapping along.  But Montell sings over it instead, only throwing in a tiny bit of sing-song rap on the self-congratulatory bridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-5442943878378023543?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/5442943878378023543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=5442943878378023543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5442943878378023543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/5442943878378023543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/96-montell-jordan-this-is-how-we-do-it.html' title='96. Montell Jordan - This Is How We Do It'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/SBJQ_stV0PI/AAAAAAAAA_4/34VpYZo3JlQ/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-2342320421055478521</id><published>2008-04-17T08:28:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:44:56.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>97. Aimee Mann - Save Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/555249/Magnolia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/244011/Magnolia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magnolia&lt;/span&gt; (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Magnolia soundtrack, this Oscar-nominated song is everything good about Aimee Mann—dark, literate, and desperate. Phil Collins should be ashamed of himself [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;editor's note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Richard is referring to the fact that Collins' Tarzan song won the Oscar instead&lt;/span&gt;]. - RN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-2342320421055478521?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/2342320421055478521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=2342320421055478521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2342320421055478521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/2342320421055478521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/97-aimee-mann-save-me.html' title='97. Aimee Mann - Save Me'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-780958557784408980</id><published>2008-04-17T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:44:06.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>98. Royal Crown Revue - Hey Pachuco!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/716922/Royal%20Crowne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/416424/Royal%20Crowne.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mugzy's Move&lt;/span&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the dawn of the retro swing revolution, RCR's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mugzy&lt;/span&gt; blasted onto the scene with a track made famous in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Mask&lt;/span&gt; with Jim Carrey. How could you sit still during this assault? - AL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-780958557784408980?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/780958557784408980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=780958557784408980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/780958557784408980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/780958557784408980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/98-royal-crown-revue-hey-pachuco.html' title='98. Royal Crown Revue - Hey Pachuco!'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-3049675435273544934</id><published>2008-04-17T08:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:43:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>99. The Roots feat. Erykah Badu &amp; Eve - You Got Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/793208/Roots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 191px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/921184/Roots.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things Fall Apart&lt;/span&gt; (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes relationships get ill, no doubt. Boy meets girl story, with a laid-back groove, an impeccable hook by Ms. Badu AND a happy ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-3049675435273544934?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/3049675435273544934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=3049675435273544934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3049675435273544934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/3049675435273544934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/99-roots-feat-erykah-badu-eve-you-got.html' title='99. The Roots feat. Erykah Badu &amp; Eve - You Got Me'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36333005.post-722742194528304727</id><published>2008-04-17T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T06:43:21.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100. Sonic Youth - 100%</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/1600/976667/Sonic%20Youth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1457/270/200/888367/Sonic%20Youth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Found On: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirty&lt;/span&gt; (1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I loved Sonic Youth. So noisy, so angst ridden. They were MY band in the early to mid-nineties and this was the song that did it all. There are better SY songs, but this was the very first song that I ever heard. - EE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36333005-722742194528304727?l=top20090s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/feeds/722742194528304727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36333005&amp;postID=722742194528304727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/722742194528304727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36333005/posts/default/722742194528304727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://top20090s.blogspot.com/2008/04/100-sonic-youth-100.html' title='100. Sonic Youth - 100%'/><author><name>Paul Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03874486521264396782</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TDXdcf6kwqM/Sh2JoH5MPhI/AAAAAAAACxg/yJ5PosPWeaY/S220/MyPicture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
