10 albums that reach legal drinking age in 2013
by Mark Teo
January 23, 2013
Congratulations, 1994 babies! You’ve finally made it to legal drinking age in Canada, which means one of two things: Either you’ll enjoy consuming alcohol responsibly—like, uh, we do—or you’ll wake up next Saturday morning in an anonymous stranger’s bathtub. (Hopefully with your kidneys intact.) Of course, you’re not alone on your journey to new-minted adulthood. Here, 10 albums that no longer need fake IDs.
Congratulations, 1994 babies! You’ve finally made it to legal drinking age in Canada, which means one of two things: Either you’ll enjoy consuming alcohol responsibly—like, uh, we do—or you’ll wake up next Saturday morning in an anonymous stranger’s bathtub. Of course, you’re not alone on your journey to new-minted adulthood. Here, 10 albums that no longer need fake IDs.
Dookie, which cemented Green Day as a juvenile pop-punk force, is finally leaving its adolescence. Where, undoubtedly, it spent all its time secretly drinking outside all-ages pop-punk shows.
Notorious B.I.G.—Ready to Die
It’s hard to believe it’s been 19 years since Christopher Wallace changed the rap world with Ready to Die, one of the pillars of East Coast rap (and hip hop, period). We’re pouring out a 40 oz. of Private Stock in its honour.
Weezer—Weezer (The Blue Album)
This nerd-rock juggernaut garnishes its Shirley Temples with a splash of Japanese schoolgirl tears.
Bush X— Sixteen Stone
“We live in a wheel, where everyone steals,” sings Gavin Rossdale in “Glycerine,” Bush X’s smash 1994 single. “And when we rise, it’s like strawberry fields.” We get the sense that Sixteen Stone was hitting the bottle long before its 19th birthday.
Beastie Boys—Ill Communication
Ill Communication is finally old enough to purchase a Brass Monkey—a drink typically consisting of orange juice and malt liquor. The only question: Colt 45 or OE?
Nine out of 10 heshers call Superunkown their grunge album of choice. Accordingly, it’s best accompanied with a round of Jagerbombs and bong rips, all consumed in the comfort of your mom’s basement.
Nirvana—Unplugged in New York
Unplugged In New York is still Nirvana’s unofficial best-of album. (Sorry, From the Muddy Banks of the Wishkah.) Still, Kurt’s progeny probably shouldn’t mix booze with its antidepressants.
At the ripe old age of 19, Smash is nearly old enough to be Offspring guitarist Kevin “Noodles” Wasserman’s grandchild. So, raise a Rusty Nail to Noods and one of finest punk albums of the ’90s.
Congratulations, Parklife. Your park-drinking life is a thing of the past. A Newcastle Brown Ale to you, chap.
Despite Jonathan Davis’ work as an EDM producer and Reginald “Fieldy” Avisu’s efforts as a reborn Christian, Korn’s self-titled debut is still the band’s finest effort. We’re mixing up a stiff Faygo-mouthwash-tini in its honour. Clinky clink!