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“You want feelings?” interjected Dan, the resident hip-hop head. “Try ‘Hypnotize.’ Biggie. Summer. Flow like a broken fire hydrant. You couldn’t walk three blocks in Brooklyn without hearing that beat. That’s a best song .”

1997 wasn’t grunge’s anger or Britpop’s swagger. 1997 was the moment everyone realized the future was a cool glass door that might slam in your face. The internet was a rumor. Princess Diana was dead. The economy was soaring, but everyone felt hollow. best song of 1997

Here’s a short story draft for “Best Song of 1997.” It was December 1997, and the fluorescent lights of the Spin magazine office hummed like a trapped fly. Five of us sat around a scarred conference table littered with CD longboxes, coffee cups, and one ashtray that had given up hours ago. “You want feelings