I am a shameless, unapologetic, No Doubt fan. I grew up in Orange County, California and when I was in 7th grade, I heard an album that changed my life. That album was Tragic Kingdom. In my mind, there was no one cooler than Gwen Stefani. She was my idol. I remember begging my mom to buy me plaid pants and wife beaters. There was time that I wore a bindi. I even had a failed-attempt at dying my hair blonde. Basically, everything in my life revolved-around being obsessed with Gwen Stefani. As I got older, I started listening to them less, but I have always appreciated the nostalgia that they make me feel.
Today No Doubt released their first new album in 11 years. Yes, there have been Gwen’s solo albums in that time, which some people may argue were better than any No Doubt album ever was, but a solo album is not a No Doubt album. I listened to the whole album on my way to work this morning and the sound brought me back to 1996. In a good way. It made me remember wearing too much makeup and skanking in a ska pit. Maybe it’s a California thing, but I just love No Doubt.