After 31 years together, the members of REM announced this week that they’re breaking up. What’s your favorite REM memory?
• Moment I realized cystic acne scars no longer a barrier to rock god status
• Finally winning $10 from my brother on the bet that they would never make another good album after 1993
• Seeing Peter Buck just inhale a bowl of chili at Wendy’s
• Time I bought their album and then never listened to it
• First blowjob while not thinking about REM
• Learning that “Tibetan Freedom Concert” was actual event, not improv team name
• Getting knifed in the parking lot of a Carl’s, Jr. with “What’s the Frequency, Kenneth?” playing on my walkman
• That one time they came on the radio and it was, like, just right
—Staff (Chernicoff, Chiasson, Klumpp)
