The Cranberries were one of several female fronted dreamy alt rock 1990s bands I listened to on repeat back in high school, especially the first album. It’s weird thinking that Dolores O’Riordan, who died today, was only 6 years older than me when she came to fame.
On our way to LA to celebrate Jill and Scott and love, goodness, friendships that span the years, and those women who support you through everything.
This song strangely was on the KERA music station rotation the other day, and I was immediately transported to driving around Dallas as a teenager, thinking it was the most independent thing to put $3 of gas in my mom’s car and going as far as those $3 would take me.
Worth the full time.