Has a wicked witch cursed you to never enjoy another Monday morning again? Well, allow The Nest to help exorcise your demons with a little ear candy. This is the day we pull another dusty skeleton out of the closet from that hermetically sealed crypt of haunted hits we like to call the Dusty Vinyl Archive! DJ Scratchy is dressed up as…… well, a deejay, which is plenty scary and sexy enough for Halloween, while the Sponkies are busy poking holes in a sheet for the big night. We promise this week’s earworm will be better than a bucket full of those nasty black and orange wrapped candies….
I went through much of the 1990’s shunning the music of that era while beginning my education on the great songs of the 70’s. That came to a rather abrupt end when I hired in at Mecca in May of 1998, and while unloading trucks every night was forced to listen to….. (gasp!) all of that horrible awful new music I didn’t want any part of on the boombox set up by the rest of the crew! Due to the chronic repetition of Top 40 radio, there were songs I usually heard two or three times a night during that long, torturous Summer of ’98…. songs I eventually came to refer to as “unloading anthems.” While I despised them at the time, I’ve overall come around to becoming very fond of many of those 1998 earworms….
One such song that was all over the radio at the time was so banally insipid, that it practically represented all that I utterly loathed about 90’s music that sounded nothing like the songs that made me love the 80’s. I cringed every fucking time they played that song!
And now….. it’s one of my favorite tunes of the 90’s!
Marcy Playground is one of those weird indie bands that would have long been forgotten about had they not scored one absolutely huge hit. Lead singer John Wozniak was doing the wild thing with his girlfriend in her dormitory when another girl walked in on them getting it on and noted that the room smelled like “sex and candy.” The rest, as they say, is history. “Sex and Candy” was the trio’s lone song of any note, reaching #8 on the Billboard chart, and staying atop the Mainstream Rock chart for 15 weeks in 1997-98! The song’s loaded with lyrics of random nonsense and is sung in a somewhat monotone fashion…. but boy is it catchy!
Come back next Monday for another sweet treat that won’t give you cavities…