No home. No address. No address. No bank account. No bank account. No job. No job. No home. No address. No bank account. No job. No bank account. No job. No home. It's time to break the vicious circle. We're working with charities

like Shelter to provide a bank account for people who are homeless. Such HSBCUK, no fixed address.

The homes of the future need EV chargers, solar panels and energy efficient heat pumps. But at EDF, we're not waiting for the future.

Our teams, rated excellent on TrustPilot, are installing them all over the UK.

Right now.

EDF. Change is in our power.

Thank you. BDS. Change is in our power. I miss radio edits.

For like three solid years, starting in 1995, every 20 minutes or so on alternative rock radio,

you got to hear Alanis Morissette sing, if the word sing does her justice, the following.

There was a slap in the face.

How quickly I was replaced.

And I are thinking of me when you fuck her.

Except, of course, on the radio, it sounded like this.

Which isn't any better, really.

Nobody's confused about what she's saying.

As a 17-year-old dumbass from suburban Cleveland, I certainly wasn't confused.

I'm Rob Harvilla,

by the way. I'm a staff writer at The Ringer. I write about pop music a lot. I think about pop

music way too much. And this podcast is called 60 songs that explain the 90s. That's a lot of

songs. I didn't think this through. Maybe you two lived through the 90s or maybe you're a young person who just has to put up

with a lot of old people constantly nattering on about the 90s. I am here to bring us all together.

When I do it, it's not nattering. It's podcasting. The goal is to cast light on your old favorites or

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