We are in 1992. November 3rd. We’re in college, quiet or debating creepy by Radiohead… and then, there, the friend Stéphane arrives with a new sound: that of RATM, or Rage Against the Machine. Exit Metallica or Suicidal Tendencies, for months it’s ” Killing in The Name » which will run flat out in CD players. For years, it’s this dantesque tube that will end our high school evenings, our student Thursdays, our weekends in Haute-Savoie to see Stéphane and the gang again.
“Killing in The Name” is an earthquake, a typhoon on the sea. A great clap of thunder that comes to upset everything… at least, our playlist and our adolescence. And then came the devastating and galvanizing “Fuck You” on the radio (and in the car). “Killing in the Name” is 30 years old, we have more than 40 but, with each listening, we plunge back into the pogos of the time.
So if this album also transcended you, tell us? Tell us why? How ? And above all, entrust us with your cult albums, those that marked your youth? Whether they are rock, pop or French songs, tell us if you have listened to them over and over again, if you were heating your parents to pass the K7 during the seven-hour drive that separated you from the summer holidays. Tell us what these albums, these hits remind you of, whether it’s holidays, friends, love, childhood, a lost AC/DC t-shirt or the best concert of your life.