2-28-16
Isn't it crazy that some things you never stop loving? For example, music. That song/album you grew up on? I'll bet my money you still love it with all of your nostalgic heart. That song you loved and loved two years ago? I know you could sit here and follow every lyric like its religion.

Beyond the message of the songs, music is something you carry in your backpocket of Memory Jeans. The songs follow you, they describe a time in your life, they hold little worlds inside of them. Music is a story, a whole fucking myriad of them, actually. Music is so alive. And that's ridiculously fascinating to me.