"Simple. Fifteen years have gone by."
Nineteen ninety-seven may have been one of the most magical years in trash-pop history. You had the Spice Girls, Hanson, Shania Twain, Puff Daddy, Toni Braxton and Aqua burning up the radio as old-timers like David Bowie, Fleetwood Mac and Elton John made returns to the charts.
Well, it took Princess Diana to die for Elton to get a hit song that wasn't attached to a Disney movie, but whatever.
I think that was also the year that I embraced the inherent shittiness of pop music, even as I tried to impress my friends by buying the newest albums from Cornershop, The Verve, Elliott Smith and Daft Punk. For you high school kids, Daft Punk was like dubstep but slower, chiller and more disco-like. You would hate it.