A month or so ago, a roommate from college was passing through London. As a constant apostle of the gospel of Spotify, I demonstrated to him the miracles of the playlist feature. He quickly put together a playlist of the music we were discussing at the time — the days when developments in music were as important to me as news of the latest battle at a time of war. I just filled it out — I probably skipped some of his favorites. I’m disappointed i couldn’t find a track he’d dug up of John Cale telling a wingind tale about a vagina. Still, this is pretty much the aural wallpaper of my college years. Hits of the 90s are here!