Did I ever talk about the playlist for Paranormal Bromance? I don’t think I did! Like other shorter stories from Kitty World, this doesn’t have a playlist, but it does have a song that got stuck on repeat while I was writing it. This one:
It’s funny, because I’m not a fan of Nirvana. Never was. They hit big when I was college and I should have been exactly in the demographic of their fan base. The thing was, I wasn’t done with the New Wave yet, and the grunge movement was specifically a reaction to the 1980’s electronic pop music that I loved, and it annoyed the hell out of me. The popularity of Nirvana annoyed the hell out of me. There were a couple of years there where I couldn’t seem to get away from them.
But the characters in Paranormal Bromance? They would have been fans. And while hearing Nirvana turn up on classic rock stations over the last ten years has amused me to no end, it would really bother Sam — as he states in the story. (For my part, hearing Duran Duran turn up on the local Oldies station — not the classic rock station, mind you, the actual oldies station, the same one that used to play Buddy Holly all the time — led to much wailing and gnashing of teeth.)
So, I listened to Nirvana voluntarily for the first time ever. And I have to admit, I do like this song. It belongs with the story.