Panic attack: Nevermind will be 20 in September, but that wasn't the genesis of my turn from pop to rock music (read: drone to thinker, omnivore to vegetarian, Catholic to Not, YA novels to Alice Walker, diary keeper to journal writer). It was Little Earthquakes. And THAT will be 20 in January.
Holy Crap. I'm an old ass mofo. I hate disintegration, watching me wither.