Nick's post on revisiting his CD collection coupled with some recent time spent back at home has got me thinking about the music of my youth. I spent way too much money on CD's back in the day, but at the time it made perfect sense. With allowance in hand I would head over to the local Sam Goody and pick up whatever album or compilation my friends were hyped up on. Back when a Friday night hanging out and rocking out in your room was time well spent these were my idols. What could be better than playing The Warped Tour, skateboarding and having no discernible rules? I even picked up bass guitar and joined some terrible bands with awesome names. Those were the days and these were the tunes...well, at least some of them.
"With the music execution and the talk of revolution it bleeds in me and goes..."