Good old Moby
I've been listening to Moby's forthcoming "Wait for Me" — look for my review in the paper next week — and it's gotten me thinking about how wild we all went for "Play," which came out in 1999. I remember not being able to get enough of that album. Which was good, because it was in every commercial being made at the time.
But I loved him. (In my defense, my loving Moby overlapped with my living in Europe for a time.)
Also, I never saw the movie version of "The Beach" (which used "Porcelain," above), but the book was horrendous.
