I Remember You, I like to think, is a pretty sacred song for most rocker chicks. At least it was at the time when it came out. And like many rocker chicks my age I have many special memories of I Remember You playing over the course of my teen years. Unfortunately most of them were replaced by one single memory from 1998 that tends to override the others.
Picture it, Modesto 1998. I was working the late shift at Rock 95. The other DJs in the building, Kat Country and The Hawk, were zoning out in their own studios. It was the middle of the night after all. Read more