The Good Ol' Days (Memory Lane)

[Misanthropik]

Not that life is bad now, of course. But every now and then, it's nice to revisit the good ol' days. The days of pad-locks on your bedroom door (to keep those meddling parents at bay) and band posters on the walls. Your room was your sanctuary; where you and the music intertwined in an almost spiritual copulation between mind and sound. It was a time of musical experimentation; when life's responsibilities were next to nil, and all that mattered was the next soul-stirring note and heartfelt lyric. For me, this was around the late '90s and early-to-mid 2000's. Ahh, they were good times. Good times indeed.


















(On second thought, let's pretend that last one didn't happen)












(That one's for all the assholes I went to school with. Fuck you: Edwin, Sammy, Jacob, Robbie, and you too Coach Curl)

[Juv]

[evenheathen]

Yes, I will admit that "Down in a Hole" was the theme song for my pubescent years. Chris Cornell is also a god from my youth.