The more I go through these cds it just brings back so many memories of what I was feeling back then, and the things I wanted to do back then. A lot of these cds are just huge landmarks in my life. Like this doghouse/equal vision records sampler. My best friend at the time Max Graff and I both got it at the 2002 warped tour. Track 4, I don’t even need to listen to the cd to remember that it is All American Rejects - Swing, Swing. I heard that song when  that band was nothing. Now look at them. All of my cds from bands on Drive-Thru Records, Drive-Thru dvds, learning about the culture of being in a band, and being on tour and starting to make music ( as shitty as it was). I even stumbled upon my first bands demos, demos of my solo projects all sorts of music that I created. Most of which will never see the light of day. But this is just music, I don’t even want to stumble upon my journals. Which are two shelves down and I know it. I’m probably going to read them and take them to my new place and hope no one else ever reads them.

Growing up man, it’s weird. Felt like yesterday I was in braces, looking awkward, thinking I was fly, and was getting driven everywhere by my mom. It is absolutely wild. I remember when I had to be home by the time it got dark, no questions asked. If I wasn’t home it was game over.

p.s. Maybe I’ll find my Run Dmc cd… been missing that shit for forever.