I’ve been excited for weeks about making a 90s playlist. I haven’t been in the mood to be nostalgic about the 90s until I realized how long ago it was. I mean, it was ending 10 years ago!
So I was gonna go all out…but not too all out – Mambo No. 5 would not be making this list. I wanted all the rap, the grunge, even songs I made fun of back then like Barely Breathing.
I used to joke that all of Duncan Sheik’s songs sounded like Barely Breathing until I realized I had just been hearing Barely Breathing a lot.
It just so happened that I got this nostalgic feeling to call Biggie “Big Poppa” around the time I saw that Vitamin Water was giving away a free single on Amazon for each bottle you bought. It was a great idea because I loved the flavor that was a part of this promotion and I love free stuff.
Here’s what happened though, I bought over $17 worth of songs. I redeemed my caps, saved em up to get my playlist together, knew they were on my Amazon account. The I finally got my playlist together. Now it was time to download.
I go to the site to start downloading and see that the money I had accrued was no longer on my account. What? I inquired about it. Apparently the promotion is over.
Ok. I knew it would end…but I redeemed these caps. The money was on my account.
It WAS. They took it all out of my account though.
What a way to damper my fun. Thanks, Amazon. Now I know how women in the 90s felt when George Michael came out of the closet. They felt like the rug was taken off from under them. I always wondered why women were surprised…just watch the video for “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go.” What straight man would do that?
I shouldn’t be surprised either, I guess. It’s not new to big business to use shady tactics and fine print to get a quick buck from consumers.
But the real disappointment is that there won’t be any flava in my ear. I won’t know how it feels to be Tom Petty. I won’t be telling a girl she needs a man like Ralph Tresvant a man with S-E-N-S-I-T-I-V-I-T-Y. I won’t be too sexy for my shirt. I won’t have to let it linger. No shooping. No thanking my mother for a butt like this. But I did get sabotaged.
And that is how my heart is breaking this week.