Kevin Marshall's America
Yes, folks, it’s Ace of Base Day.
In the early 90s, as I teetered on the brink of adolescence and struggled to understand the changes in my body and mind, the singin’ Swedes with the thick house beats were there for me. They taught me, and all of us, so much:
- It’s a beautiful life.
- No one’s gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong.
- It’s not a day for work, it’s a day for catching tan.
- All that she wants is another baby.
- DON’T TURN AROUND.
And there’s no better way to show your appreciation for Ace of Base than to donate to a worthy cause, the Special Olympics of NY. The Base would approve.
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6 Responses to The Base is life: observing Ace of Base Day
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Everyone, everywhere. Ace of Base is in your mind.
So sayeth the Base.
Amen.
PS. Those videos are SO 90s. I <3 them.
I am standing here in my ravine once again I see a piece of the sky . . .
Actually, “The Sign” was the first CD I ever owned as a kid, because my parents were told by clerk at MediaPlay (R.I.P.) that they were “clean,” and they sound like ABBA. This was before the rating system existed.
Wait is all that she want’s about her looking for a baby daddy??????
Megan - Honestly, I have no idea.
Sounds like the best day ever. When playing a cardgame where you can become “rule master”, there is no finer rule then making people sing a line from an Ace of Base song everytime they play an Ace.
I have an Ace of Base appreciation life. Not even fronting. I stanned for them before “stanning” was even invented. We need a revival.