Where was “Fake Plastic Trees” when I was in high school? Granted, I got all the angsty Seattle grunge I needed, but come on, Fake Plastic Trees would have been the song that I sang religiously before I slept each night and I would have written it out on the back of my notebook.
I would have had a quiet little cry as I thought of all the ways it sang directly to me.
Unfortunately, I’m all grown up now and angst is more amusing than painful. Still a good song, though.