i got guilt, i got fear, i got regret

lately i've found myself listening to a lot of music from my teens, mostly bored with the lack of great new releases. today i was reminiscing about providence in the early nineties on a messageboard i frequent and i recalled the brief point in time that was the success story of Morphine as they were one of the first bands to play providence's waterfront stage. there was no other group in southern new england or even the booming national alternative scene at the time that sounded anything like what they were doing and they quickly built a dedicated fanbase, becoming one of the first of several independent bands back then to sell tens of thousands of albums outside a major. by the time i picked up and moved to colorado, they were finally signed to a major and you could see a batch of underground bands who likewise pulled from sounds like blues and jazz rather the typical punk or psych influence of bands parking themselves on modern rock and college radio. they were bound to become an important band or at least most critics relished in writing about as much. then lead singer Mark Sandman died of a heart-attack on stage outside of rome and a strange thing happened...the band has basically been forgotten despite having what was easily one of the best releases of the the nineties in their sophmore release, Cure for Pain.

Morphine "I'm Free Now"