It Was the Summer of '96

In the summer of 1996 I was living in Oxford, bored out of my skull, so to entertain myself I worked up a faux dramatic depression about my high school girlfriend, which mostly consisted of drinking gin and making an endless series of mix tapes I never sent.  That doesn't really have to do with anything, except that whenever I think of that summer, the three songs that come to mind are the ones below.  I can't say I remember liking them then or now, maybe they were on an endless loop that summer, but they're the three I think of when I flash to that period.  Oddly, all three have non-standard, talking verses.