Last night I had a few beers with my pal Kyle and we began to talk about music from the 90s and all that jazz.
It occurred to me that the movie The Matrix is 10 years old. Almost 11. Panic.
Listened to Matthew Sweet on the subway. That helped.
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- Matthew Freeman is a Brooklyn based playwright with a BFA from Emerson College. His plays include THE DEATH OF KING ARTHUR, REASONS FOR MOVING, THE GREAT ESCAPE, THE AMERICANS, THE WHITE SWALLOW, AN INTERVIEW WITH THE AUTHOR, THE MOST WONDERFUL LOVE, WHEN IS A CLOCK, GLEE CLUB, THAT OLD SOFT SHOE and BRANDYWINE DISTILLERY FIRE. He served as Assistant Producer and Senior Writer for the live webcast from Times Square on New Year's Eve 2010-2012. As a freelance writer, he has contributed to Gamespy, Premiere, Complex Magazine, Maxim Online, and MTV Magazine. His plays have been published by Playscripts, Inc., New York Theatre Experience, and Samuel French.
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Yes, 2010 is the year of tears for us. Our household watched So I Married an Axe Murderer last Saturday and we were all choked-up nostalgic over the 90s coffeehouse culture scenes. Although I'm just fine with leaving the Spin Doctors (featured prominently in the soundtrack) buried away with other 90s crappy pap pop.
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