I knew this album by heart. When listening in the car (in front of parentals) I knew exactly when to cough or say something to hide the curse words.
Got a Girl Crush On: Alanis Morissette’s Jagged Little Pill
Seminal to my adolescence, owning this album was like the boy equivalent of hiding porn from his parents. It was racy (I mean, I was 12 in 1995 and songs mentioned being drunk and friends with benefits and having intercourse). I would pop this in my walkman and rock to secondhand angst (something I was just newly developing along with a penchant for flannel).
Although it was concurrent with the airing of My So-Called Life, I couldn’t imagine Angela or Rayanne listening to You Oughta Know (although I still wonder if that song REALLY was about Uncle Joey?!). Alanis was darker and more brutally honest than female contemporaries of the time like Juliana Hatfield or Frente.
I finally just re-listened to the entire album and it’s still totally rockable—although I don’t feel quite like a prude any longer. What can I say? You cry you learn, you lose you learn….
so much that I dorkily wanted to share it with my parents. But I was so embarrassed about
big sister, gave me this album because she knew how much i adored alanis. i listened
album by heart. When listening...knew exactly when
This earlier post inspired me to play Jagged Little Pill on Spotify this afternoon, and I must say, it is still great....
I understood “drunk” and “friends with benefits” when I was 12…what I didn’t understand was “wine dine sixty nine me”…...
my 11th birthday :D