This week, the FleshEatingZipper staff writes about their crushes from the Bill Clinton, Arsenio Hall, and Gangster’s Paradise-esque 1990’s!
When “Wannabe” landed on the radio in late 1996, it instantly clung to the top spot on Sweet 98.9FM’s Top 5 for weeks and didn’t let go. I was in Bellevue, Nebraska at the time, somewhat geographically distant from the Spice Girls’ homeland of Jolley Olde Englande, and here I was up late nights bopping along with my Walkman. I didn’t even know their names until much later, I was technically just using them. But c’mon: I was twelve. I didn’t have “feelings” for them at the time, I just thought they were pretty. And British.
This was a long time before I got into owning music though, so the only time I got to hear them, or much of anything else, was when the radio decided to play them. Thankfully, that was pretty often for a while. Soon, everyone was talking about them: Sporty, Scary, Ginger, Baby, and Posh. But they were mine. You couldn’t have them. Then more of their singles rolled out and while none as clever as their original, all still classics.
And then “Goodbye” came out, a tribute to Gerri “Ginger Spice” Halliwell who decided to leave the group early on. It just *sob* makes me tear up, primarily because it wasn’t long afterward that the entire band said the same thing to the world.
By the time puberty’s rhythms simmered to a loud beat, the Girls were pretty much gone. The group went their different ways, as manufactured pop bands are wont to do, and mostly faded into irrelevance, had kids, augmentations, married David Beckham and it was just never the same. They released a Greatest Albums disc in 2007 to coincide with a reunion tour, but by then they were old history.
Still, with the power of technology, I can relive their glory days and, for once, understand what in the world they were singing about. Slam your body down and wine is all around? What?