Tonight I spiraled down an Alanis Morissette rabbit hole and I really love where I landed.

It all started a couple weeks ago in Rocky Point, Mexico with my friends on Spring Break at their amazing beach house. We took turns playing DJ and sometimes went on benders of a certain artist. On the way back to the beach house after a night out on the town, my friend was manning the iPod. Yes, I said iPod. Legit an iPod. Fun Fact: The first version of the iPod was released in 2001. Jagged Little Pill was released in 1995.

Lucky for us, having only an iPod limited us to the music that was downloaded onto the iPod from 2001. Hence, Alanis. (Side Note: Linking that hyperlink took me to her website where I discovered there’s a podcast called Conversations with Alanis Morissette. Could today get any better?)

We rocked out so hard to all our favorite Alanis songs on the way back. We lived, we learned, we loved, we learned, we cried, we laughed, we chooooooooose we learned. When we got back to the house, we continued our bender, pouring our hearts and souls out to the world while working on a jigsaw puzzle. What a time to be alive.

Flash forward a couple weeks to this morning when I woke up with “Uninvited” trapped in my head. I need you to just put this song on, sit down, and reminisce back to 1998. I can’t stop playing it. It is making me feel something I haven’t felt in over 15 years. I feel like a high school girl again. And I’m angry. Just kidding. I’m just doing that thing we did when we had a crush on everyone with legs, and every Alanis song we thought, “Oh my gosh! This is about [insert guys name here]!”

Literally had it on repeat all day on a work road trip and just got more passionate about it on every round. My friend asked me what was up with my new obsession as I walked around my house humming it this evening when I got home. We got into a conversation about whatever happened to Alanis, googled it of course, and found a few interesting things.

First things first, she’s pregnant with her third child at 44! So cool, congrats to her. I wonder if I *knew* this and was just having a special connection and premonition to her and that’s how this whole thing got started.

Second thing I found was this terrible article. What is this person TALKING about??????? Not a good album???? Completely disagree. She’s obviously fighting with her husband right now and wanted to find a song that would help describe her feelings to angrily belt out. She immediately thought about Alanis as I’m sure that was her go-to in high school like the rest of us, and was severely disappointed there wasn’t a song about Amazon Prime and not having the same taste in vinyls as her man. Sorry. That was mean, but I don’t like when anyone talks crap about my girl Alanis. Author, think about what you’re saying. It’s not just the lyrics, but it’s the emotion Alanis pours out when she sings, the intense musical accompaniment, and the wild roller coaster of emotions that you get to ride on while listening. Jagged Little Pill is literally one of the best-selling albums of all time and we have this author over here ragging on here. No lady, no. The musical experimentation Alanis did in Jagged Little Pill reminds me of what Queen did with A Night at the Opera. Epic.

Third thing was certainly the most special thing, and an unexpected surprise. Not surprisingly, I’m not the only person who disagrees with this obviously jaded woman’s article, but this one comment from Zukka really mic dropped. Apparently, he saw an interview with Alanis where they asked her what she does to recover after recording all the emotional songs. Her response? She makes a cover music video of a shitty pop song infused with her unique take on it. I’ll just leave this here. You’re welcome.

Pop Quiz. You’re on a deserted island. You can bring 3 complete collections of 3 separate music artists. I used to say Paul Simon, John Mayer, and Miranda Lambert. After this bender, I think I’m prepared to trade out Miranda for Alanis because even after all these years she makes me feel all the feels. I need a moment to deliberate.