At my very small Midwestern state school (small enough that we had real Ph.Ds teaching 300-level and beyond classes), the following subsets overlapped heavily: “the grunge kids, the hippies, the townies, the druggies, the nerds” (Quoted from Darth Panda above; anyone who wishes or can may fix it properly).
I’m thinking of the 4 patchouli-reeking wake-and-bakes who faithfully attended the 8:00 A.M. class with the openly gay Marxist prof on Non-Western Music, and who made straight A’s in it due to actually doing the required readings and listenings, as opposed to the Greeks and business/education majors who just wanted an easy way to get the diversity/multiculturalism requirement out of the way. (Jonathan, Dylan, John – still there?)
As I recall, reading tastes would be described as “cult fiction” today. Pretty much anything fictional from the Amok Fourth Dispatch catalog could fit, Loompanics and Last Gasp were also well thought of as connections to the outside world.
Listening would have been subsumed under “classic rock” and what Allmusic describes as “college music”, along with mix cassettes for different moods and gatherings, and tapes and vinyl 45’s from bands your friends were in.
Wall art and taste in films were too variable for me to generalize on… although I remember a nasty but jovial vegan dinner and showing of “Henry and June” in someone’s basement, followed by a pass-around perusal of Madonna’s Sex. Martin the bisexual model gave us his informed opinion on which pictures Stephen Meisel got right in terms of lighting and composition.
The most ubiquitous fashion statement of the day seemed to be the old fashioned Army issue gas mask carrier. I never took a shine to the thing, remembering how easily the damn things spill their guts when one low-crawls, but they seemed to leave plenty of room for the requisite Burt’s Bees lip balm, hackeysack and pack of Camel Lights, and easy for your friends to decorate in ink with sketches and quotes.
One other thing that surprises me by omission. No one seems to have mentioned so far that this was the time of 'zines. It seemed every fourth person had one on the fire, and everyone read them avidly when they could get them.
All in all, a lovely way to spend the GI bill and Illinois Veterans Grant. I remember it fondly, if not too well.