I was an innocent kid. I don’t mean that in the way everyone says it. I really had no idea what was up with sex, drugs, anything. Not even swearing. One time, in elementary school, I stole a book from a kid because he wasn’t going to read it and also he was an asshole.…
Bitter Friday: The Sweet, Weird Underbelly Of The 90s, Pt. 1
How did I end up writing about Counting Crows? Well, what happened today is I allowed myself to listen to them again for the first time in a while. It was good. There’s a lot there I would have hated to throw away. We had a falling out. It was one of those times when…