Take it in

I'm not going to start on 2005 this week. I want to give you this instead. When you go from memory and start re-living the bad, good, and otherwise insignificant moments in life, remember parts of that memory that didn't really make a difference, but could put you back in the situation.

I big part of my memory is smell and sound. Today I was reading the lyric sheet for the new test dream e.p. Ryan and Brian are working on. One of the songs "excitement gang" gives reference of our old practice space 2000-2001 called the Underground. It was FIB's practice space, then when brian and wes joined Sevenate9, we started practicing there.

I hadn't really thought about this place in a long time. I immediately remembered the old carpet/mildew smell that place had. It was so hot in there, the walls were covered in styrofoam to soundproof it. They had sharpie drawings all over them. It was perfect. Remembering this reminded me of when we played our first out of town show. My dad took us because we were all still kind of young, and he was excited for us. This girl that i was into came with us, and rode in the floor board, hahaha. Joey had bought a set of premier drums, It was our first show where he used them. He was so excited about them. They were Maroon, and he tightened the high tom so tight that he stripped the bolt first things first. He was kind of bummed.
I remember how my van had a knock in the caliber, and how i had to get my breaks fixed after this trip. I remember doing a guitar sling for the first time at that show, and freaking out so hard that i pulled it off, that fell down and just floor jammed.

The mention of the underground reminded me of the smell. Which reminded me of all of this.

On september 11th. 2001. Nick barnes and I were in elizabethton hanging out at Daniel and Josh's house. We were gung ho on america, and ready to kick some terrorists asses. We were young, whatever. I remember driving home and nick was like, Dude, i lost my keys will you come back and get me? So i drove 30 minutes back to elizabethton, To get him, and his car was gone. So i call his house in erwin, and he had already found his keys and drove home. He left me a note at the underground. but it blew away because he didn't put a rock on top of it on the step. I was almost out of gas, so i had to stop and get gas in elizabethton, on elk ave, the day of the 911 when every hillbilly in the world was getting gas on elk ave because we were getting ready to go to war with the arabs. I was so pissed off at him i could have fought him.

Nick is a stand up guy. If not for him i would probably be alot more uptight. He broke my balls about my uptightness untill i dropped my guard a little bit. I love him. He's one guy that no matter who you are, or where you are, If you had one day earlier took a shit on his entire life, If you asked him for anything he would find a way to get it for you.

So Nick barnes..
This one's for you.