I’ve done too much thinking this week, so it’s time to turn off the brain and just exist.  DJ Kool is the way to do it tonight.  I can get my groove on all by myself and feel no shame.  And then I’ll fall asleep on the couch.  When I say “take,” you say “a nap!”

“Let Me Clear My Throat” is on my workout mix, but I was not paying attention to it in 1996.  I was fully invested in my Oasis fixation as well as my new fascination with punk.  Hip hop was never my thing, but when I hear this song now it sounds so simple and fun, and I sort of wish I had given it more of my time.  It’s a masterpiece.  I especially dig the Elvis reference. 

The video was not on my radar at all in the 90s.  MTV was no longer my favorite channel—that changed to CNN in high school—so I didn’t really notice stuff unless it was Oasis.  Looking at it now, it’s such a 90s cliché!  And what the hell is with those clowns?  That one chick is freakin’ all over Bozo.  The 90s were fucked up.