I miss the days when chest hair was cool.
It is the Alpha of the Omega, that is to say the beginning of the end. El fin de que? I speak of the end of my time here in Graceville as a student of the Baptist College of Florida. These college years 1999-2003 are second in personal growth only to those high school days of yonder. And to be honest, there hasn't been more growth there than here.
I swear I've been counting down, all my life. For the entire last semester of high school I kept a count of actual days, school days, the number of Sundays, the number of classes, the total number of hours spent in every particular school related chore and activity. Everyone consulted me to know exactly what we were down to. I was counting down to escape and to a brand new life. I think I've made a pretty good run for it. Here's to me.
On that famed graduation stage I felt a bit of sorrow stir within me. I wished I had been a better student. I wished for at least 30 minutes that I had sucked up to my algebra teacher somehow to earn those 30 extra points to pass Algebra II. That class didn't stand in the way of me graduating but those points were all I lacked to get my Advanced Diploma. Yeah, I regret it. I made a vow to myself to do better. Whether it surprises you or not, I think I have. But it's taken me awhile to believe that.
I did do better...and right off the bat too. I got all A's and B's my premier semester of college. Go me. But it didn't last. A lot of personal grief and self-doubt kept me from caring enough to invest the time needed to do well. Some days all I could imagine was dying some horrible death, running face first into some perpetual black hole. I guess I was afraid of hell, even though I accepted Christ years ago.
Since then me and God have gotten all of that worked out. In the meantime, I began to bear a lot of guilt about how poorly I had done as a student. I, even up until recently, felt trapped by this perception I had given people. I've been working hard on my classes, the past year at least. So much of the trouble must have been learning how to be a student. Another funny problem is that most of the time when I am faced with a new assignment, like say a paper, ambition is what kills me. I set a ridiculously high standard for myself because I wanted to dispell all those dirty rumors that circumvent the Graceville skies about me.
Lately, I've actually started to feel like I deserve this degree. That is, as much as deserving goes. Feeling like I hadn't earned it has often made me want to drop out. Last semester some crazy things happened. Professors started to act approving of me as a person and student. I no longer feel like I have anything to prove or disprove. The finish line is in sight. Little bits of my life are starting to fall into place. It's neat to see the puzzle make some sense. Like, I'm marrying Donna and I think I'm going to pursue a master's in English. Maybe we will live in Birmingham. Maybe I'll be a local rock star. Maybe I'll get to open for Jed's band. I don't want to know the future, but it's neat to get a glimpse.
Anyway, I'm going to go now. My back is hurting from sitting in this chair for so long.
Later on Voltaire.
Saturday, January 31, 2004
I Am So Poetic
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Friday, January 30, 2004
Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Mute Your Mom
Being bored on the internet in the school's computer lab is dangerous when so many of your friends online are music sites. I was clicking my way 'cross the www and I had made my to Y. So I clicked myself over to Pete Yorn's site just to see if by chance there was mention of new material. I was confident there wasn't. As the site loaded I remembered how graphic heavy it is. The page struggled to load and it hit me, the site is fully equipped with midi files of songs off Pete's latest. I had clicked the lil' speaker icon on the toolbar but it was taking its time. I knew not where the volume knob was.
Then...Bam! Music explosion. I tried to cover for myself by shrieking in anguish. Primordial white boy squall. The snippet of the first song ended and there was a pause. It seemed the nightmare had ended. I tried to pass the blame and announced the irony, "I had been trying to close that screen for five minutes." Hardly anyone seemed to notice except a couple of peoples.
That exhaled breath of anticipation of salvation escaped me a second too soon. The music began again. I tried to close the program but it wouldn't budge. I tried to open the volume. It seemed like it was about to open. I apologized and fiddled around for the volume knob as I waited still not sure this was going to work. I had gotten a hold of this one knob, God only knows what it's for, and had commenced to tuning it. I slid it all the way to the left and then all the way to the right. Each time, no lie, the file skipped just long enough that I believed I had gained volume control. I clicked the lil' speaker icon again and as I did a fellow informed me, "There are headphones in the back." It seems he thought I wanted a casual listen. I thought I almost had it, or that would have done the trick. I sat there for another second until he repeated himself. Twice.
At his urging I got up and found them. I ran full speed, grabbed them, and raced to the back of the hard drive. Since I couldn't see what went where I just started stabbing the hook up every which way I could. And then with the same explosiveness that it began the music was silenced. Heaven and earth proclaimed "Glory!" And that guy was happy too. So there you have it...One fun story from the computer
Being bored on the internet in the school's computer lab is dangerous when so many of your friends online are music sites. I was clicking my way 'cross the www and I had made my to Y. So I clicked myself over to Pete Yorn's site just to see if by chance there was mention of new material. I was confident there wasn't. As the site loaded I remembered how graphic heavy it is. The page struggled to load and it hit me, the site is fully equipped with midi files of songs off Pete's latest. I had clicked the lil' speaker icon on the toolbar but it was taking its time. I knew not where the volume knob was.
Then...Bam! Music explosion. I tried to cover for myself by shrieking in anguish. Primordial white boy squall. The snippet of the first song ended and there was a pause. It seemed the nightmare had ended. I tried to pass the blame and announced the irony, "I had been trying to close that screen for five minutes." Hardly anyone seemed to notice except a couple of peoples.
That exhaled breath of anticipation of salvation escaped me a second too soon. The music began again. I tried to close the program but it wouldn't budge. I tried to open the volume. It seemed like it was about to open. I apologized and fiddled around for the volume knob as I waited still not sure this was going to work. I had gotten a hold of this one knob, God only knows what it's for, and had commenced to tuning it. I slid it all the way to the left and then all the way to the right. Each time, no lie, the file skipped just long enough that I believed I had gained volume control. I clicked the lil' speaker icon again and as I did a fellow informed me, "There are headphones in the back." It seems he thought I wanted a casual listen. I thought I almost had it, or that would have done the trick. I sat there for another second until he repeated himself. Twice.
At his urging I got up and found them. I ran full speed, grabbed them, and raced to the back of the hard drive. Since I couldn't see what went where I just started stabbing the hook up every which way I could. And then with the same explosiveness that it began the music was silenced. Heaven and earth proclaimed "Glory!" And that guy was happy too. So there you have it...One fun story from the computer
It's Easier To Write In Code Than In Spirit
The unraveling of this astringent plan
Schemed under a dead tree
Being inconsiderate was a clue
I should have seen it coming
But I’m blind to those things
Shaded by concern
I’m not good at being a detective
I can barely make it being me
This seems like something I’ve already seen
A sequel to another bad movie
However, this is my life
I should have charged more at the door
Three nights for showing
Revealing my inner way of thinking
I’m not making a dime off of this
Who ever said charity was dead?
The unraveling of this astringent plan
Schemed under a dead tree
Being inconsiderate was a clue
I should have seen it coming
But I’m blind to those things
Shaded by concern
I’m not good at being a detective
I can barely make it being me
This seems like something I’ve already seen
A sequel to another bad movie
However, this is my life
I should have charged more at the door
Three nights for showing
Revealing my inner way of thinking
I’m not making a dime off of this
Who ever said charity was dead?
Friday, January 23, 2004
The Naturalistic View Of Day-To-Day Living
Living off of aspirin and beer
Fighting everything to stay sober and clear
Vicious circles that duplicate
The desire of searching for truth to indicate
Focusing on a sunrise
Not wanting to see my perpetual demise
Rethinking this misery
It’s too cold in Missouri
That’s why the south is for me
It keeps me warm and that helps me to be
Forgetting the times that I was left alone
Worries and problems that do not atone
Daybreaks with beaches in the background
Heat with breeze; the way I like to get around
Waves are crashing and breaking
Like my heart; the obsession you’ve been taking
The hot sand is yellow and the cold water is blue
This is a way to find my own sincere view
Living off of aspirin and beer
Fighting everything to stay sober and clear
Vicious circles that duplicate
The desire of searching for truth to indicate
Focusing on a sunrise
Not wanting to see my perpetual demise
Rethinking this misery
It’s too cold in Missouri
That’s why the south is for me
It keeps me warm and that helps me to be
Forgetting the times that I was left alone
Worries and problems that do not atone
Daybreaks with beaches in the background
Heat with breeze; the way I like to get around
Waves are crashing and breaking
Like my heart; the obsession you’ve been taking
The hot sand is yellow and the cold water is blue
This is a way to find my own sincere view
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
A Review of MxPx's Before Everything & After
Before everything and after, there will be MxPx. I have been following the band for close to nine years now. It's easy for me to say that they are one of my favorites. Now, with that being said, this is by far their worst album to date. And with that being said, I like it a whole bunch! On this album, Before Everything and After, MxPx does two things: First, they try to reinvent something that has already been done [a lot]. If you didn't notice, they failed. Second, they progress as a band and write some good tunes. I think they accomplished it. Follow me.
MxPx went from straightforward, dirty punk rock, to punk rock, to pop-punk rock, to pop-punk, to rock with a steady and sometimes slightly fast rhythm. Sure, along the way, they popped up the vocals, but the music has always had a hard-edged, gritty sound, even if they were singing pretty. The point is, the evolution of this band and their music has been a progression toward maturity, which they have accomplished on every album. I can easily say, I like where it's heading, I think. Their third effort for A&M finds MxPx doing some of the same old things as on prior releases. That is why I say it's their worst. If you look at their discography, you can find a handful of songs on each release that will make you sing and make you have them as the soundtrack of your life, as with this album (it's just less this time around).
The album opens and closes with a track that mixes random sounds, snippets of the songs from this album, and a steal guitar into a sound collage in the vain of an experimental intro and outro. Play It Loud is an anthem of the band's history (where they've been, what they've done). It's a decent track, but there is a peculiar line in the song. The singer proclaims, "Stop trying to be like everyone else." How ironic. It sounds like Mike, Tom, and Yuri are at odds with themselves because much of the music on this record happens to sound a lot like the others bands out today, which is what made MxPx stand apart from the crowd in the first place. It's fitting that some of the guest singers on this album, are from bands of that same 'sound' (singers from The Ataris, Good Charlotte, and New Found Glory appear on the record). Well Adjusted comes next and starts out as one of the hardest songs on the album, but quickly follows back in line with the pop-punk formula. Even if the song didn't mention a lobotomy, I would say that if MxPx and Ramones had wrote a song together, it would sound a lot like this. I've always admired Mike Herrera's song writing ability. The next sequence of songs, It's Alright, Brokenhearted, First Day of The Rest of Your Life, and Everything Sucks (When You're Gone) is probably the best part of the album. I mention song writing because this helps my case for worst album. The songs, while very catchy, follow suit to their last radio friendly full length, The Ever Passing Moment, except that the writing isn't as good. Here, all of the songs have good intentions, yet something doesn't make them astonishing. MxPx are known for writing personal songs that have universal meanings. But, more with this album than the last, it seems like every song is a universal message, versus striving for a more personal atmospheric disc. Of course, layered vocals/harmonies, adding keyboard parts, and mild experimentation is something MxPx have done before, but this time, I don't know, it just feels like they are reinventing of the pop-punk rawk wheel, so to speak. A lot of the lyrics just add up to, staying up late, having good communication, and ordering out for food. Pity Mike, I know you can be deeper than that. Despite all of my criticism, these four songs are better than most, catchy as heck, and is current MxPx (even if it's on a less sophisticated level) at it's best.
Quit Your Life is a personal favorite. Even though asking someone to leave his or her life to join yours seems a bit outlandish and absurd, I like the sentiment this song describes. The acoustic guitar is a nice touch and it's really hard to not want to sing along. More Everything seems like it was left off of The Ever Passing Moment. An up-tempo number about a love, I guess. Again, nothing new, but I must admit, lyrically, the song is good. From some of the best songs, to probably the worst song MxPx has ever recorded, Kings of Hollywood is a bolstering and boasting tune of what being young and punk means--in some wacky, new wave, pop disaster. Producer Dave Jerden, should have told them to scrap this one. I don't even want to address it. Moving on. The Capitol is a song about rhyming. Really. Every ending word, of every line, rhymes to the next. The keyboard intro makes me feel like an 80s retro song is coming, but the fast succession of a punk beat coming from the drums and a distorted riff from the guitar makes me think back to the Broken Bones 7 inch. A well-written song about finding the truth out for yourself is the message. On The Outs is a typical "girls hate you and me" song that sounds like Aruthur should have recorded it. Don't Walk Away is a montage of pop sounds that, ironically, seems fitting, applicable, and done well by the boys from Bremerton. Great writing on this track: "I need the glow/Of your darling face/ Accept this crown of love/And live in grace/ I need the colors/Painted in your mind/ Your beauty and your brilliance/So hard to find." The last two songs, You Make Me, Me and You're Not Alone, are the most personal songs on the album. Odes to a love, these songs really are really what MxPx are about. Recapping all the possibilities life has to offer, this person(s) they write about is everything and all they want to do is to be with that special person(s).
Okay, if you're still reading, know this: Before Everything and After is nothing new, nothing revolutionary, and nothing innovative. But, there's nothing wrong with that. It is MxPx moving forward. Hopefully, this is just a stepping-stone until they find the sound and words that will again make them, them.
Before everything and after, there will be MxPx. I have been following the band for close to nine years now. It's easy for me to say that they are one of my favorites. Now, with that being said, this is by far their worst album to date. And with that being said, I like it a whole bunch! On this album, Before Everything and After, MxPx does two things: First, they try to reinvent something that has already been done [a lot]. If you didn't notice, they failed. Second, they progress as a band and write some good tunes. I think they accomplished it. Follow me.
MxPx went from straightforward, dirty punk rock, to punk rock, to pop-punk rock, to pop-punk, to rock with a steady and sometimes slightly fast rhythm. Sure, along the way, they popped up the vocals, but the music has always had a hard-edged, gritty sound, even if they were singing pretty. The point is, the evolution of this band and their music has been a progression toward maturity, which they have accomplished on every album. I can easily say, I like where it's heading, I think. Their third effort for A&M finds MxPx doing some of the same old things as on prior releases. That is why I say it's their worst. If you look at their discography, you can find a handful of songs on each release that will make you sing and make you have them as the soundtrack of your life, as with this album (it's just less this time around).
The album opens and closes with a track that mixes random sounds, snippets of the songs from this album, and a steal guitar into a sound collage in the vain of an experimental intro and outro. Play It Loud is an anthem of the band's history (where they've been, what they've done). It's a decent track, but there is a peculiar line in the song. The singer proclaims, "Stop trying to be like everyone else." How ironic. It sounds like Mike, Tom, and Yuri are at odds with themselves because much of the music on this record happens to sound a lot like the others bands out today, which is what made MxPx stand apart from the crowd in the first place. It's fitting that some of the guest singers on this album, are from bands of that same 'sound' (singers from The Ataris, Good Charlotte, and New Found Glory appear on the record). Well Adjusted comes next and starts out as one of the hardest songs on the album, but quickly follows back in line with the pop-punk formula. Even if the song didn't mention a lobotomy, I would say that if MxPx and Ramones had wrote a song together, it would sound a lot like this. I've always admired Mike Herrera's song writing ability. The next sequence of songs, It's Alright, Brokenhearted, First Day of The Rest of Your Life, and Everything Sucks (When You're Gone) is probably the best part of the album. I mention song writing because this helps my case for worst album. The songs, while very catchy, follow suit to their last radio friendly full length, The Ever Passing Moment, except that the writing isn't as good. Here, all of the songs have good intentions, yet something doesn't make them astonishing. MxPx are known for writing personal songs that have universal meanings. But, more with this album than the last, it seems like every song is a universal message, versus striving for a more personal atmospheric disc. Of course, layered vocals/harmonies, adding keyboard parts, and mild experimentation is something MxPx have done before, but this time, I don't know, it just feels like they are reinventing of the pop-punk rawk wheel, so to speak. A lot of the lyrics just add up to, staying up late, having good communication, and ordering out for food. Pity Mike, I know you can be deeper than that. Despite all of my criticism, these four songs are better than most, catchy as heck, and is current MxPx (even if it's on a less sophisticated level) at it's best.
Quit Your Life is a personal favorite. Even though asking someone to leave his or her life to join yours seems a bit outlandish and absurd, I like the sentiment this song describes. The acoustic guitar is a nice touch and it's really hard to not want to sing along. More Everything seems like it was left off of The Ever Passing Moment. An up-tempo number about a love, I guess. Again, nothing new, but I must admit, lyrically, the song is good. From some of the best songs, to probably the worst song MxPx has ever recorded, Kings of Hollywood is a bolstering and boasting tune of what being young and punk means--in some wacky, new wave, pop disaster. Producer Dave Jerden, should have told them to scrap this one. I don't even want to address it. Moving on. The Capitol is a song about rhyming. Really. Every ending word, of every line, rhymes to the next. The keyboard intro makes me feel like an 80s retro song is coming, but the fast succession of a punk beat coming from the drums and a distorted riff from the guitar makes me think back to the Broken Bones 7 inch. A well-written song about finding the truth out for yourself is the message. On The Outs is a typical "girls hate you and me" song that sounds like Aruthur should have recorded it. Don't Walk Away is a montage of pop sounds that, ironically, seems fitting, applicable, and done well by the boys from Bremerton. Great writing on this track: "I need the glow/Of your darling face/ Accept this crown of love/And live in grace/ I need the colors/Painted in your mind/ Your beauty and your brilliance/So hard to find." The last two songs, You Make Me, Me and You're Not Alone, are the most personal songs on the album. Odes to a love, these songs really are really what MxPx are about. Recapping all the possibilities life has to offer, this person(s) they write about is everything and all they want to do is to be with that special person(s).
Okay, if you're still reading, know this: Before Everything and After is nothing new, nothing revolutionary, and nothing innovative. But, there's nothing wrong with that. It is MxPx moving forward. Hopefully, this is just a stepping-stone until they find the sound and words that will again make them, them.
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
I Hate Kids
Not really. Tomorrow is my day off, so I plan on using it wisely. Mostly, I plan on relaxing a lot, plus doing some chores and running errands because I have 6 days to work after that. I've added links to archives, new blogs, and music, so if you care, take the time to check them out.
Let the record show, I have started compiling the list for my favorite 100 albums of all time. I've already worked on it for 4 or 5 hours, which is ridiculous. I'm about ready to start sorting through almost 200 different albums and trying to figure out which I like less than others. Over the next week, I will be listening to every album I own. Hopefully, Chase and I will have our lists ready for presentation in a while or so. In March, we will also be revisiting our favorite Beatles songs, and trying to do another list, so be holding your breath for that ;)
Until then, here is some new albums (burned by friends and purchased) I've been listening to. I'm really excited about new albums from Pedro The Lion, The Get Up Kids, and 7-10 Split, but for now, here's what I've been feelin':
Dismissed- Taking The Good With The Bad- Indie Vision
Jimmy Eat World- Clarity- Capitol
Ben Kweller- Sha Sha- ATO
Led Zeppelin- Early Days: The Best of... Vol. 1- Atlantic
Led Zeppelin- Latter Days: The Best of... Vol. 2- Atlantic
MxPx- Before Everything and After- A&M
Pink Floyd- Meddle- EMI
Thrice- The Illusion of Safety- Sub City/Hopeless
Thrice- The Artist In The Ambulance- Island
Not really. Tomorrow is my day off, so I plan on using it wisely. Mostly, I plan on relaxing a lot, plus doing some chores and running errands because I have 6 days to work after that. I've added links to archives, new blogs, and music, so if you care, take the time to check them out.
Let the record show, I have started compiling the list for my favorite 100 albums of all time. I've already worked on it for 4 or 5 hours, which is ridiculous. I'm about ready to start sorting through almost 200 different albums and trying to figure out which I like less than others. Over the next week, I will be listening to every album I own. Hopefully, Chase and I will have our lists ready for presentation in a while or so. In March, we will also be revisiting our favorite Beatles songs, and trying to do another list, so be holding your breath for that ;)
Until then, here is some new albums (burned by friends and purchased) I've been listening to. I'm really excited about new albums from Pedro The Lion, The Get Up Kids, and 7-10 Split, but for now, here's what I've been feelin':
Dismissed- Taking The Good With The Bad- Indie Vision
Jimmy Eat World- Clarity- Capitol
Ben Kweller- Sha Sha- ATO
Led Zeppelin- Early Days: The Best of... Vol. 1- Atlantic
Led Zeppelin- Latter Days: The Best of... Vol. 2- Atlantic
MxPx- Before Everything and After- A&M
Pink Floyd- Meddle- EMI
Thrice- The Illusion of Safety- Sub City/Hopeless
Thrice- The Artist In The Ambulance- Island
Sunday, January 18, 2004
Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting
Yeah, I know, it says Sunday. However, it's still Saturday to me. I've been writing pretty frequently lately. I'm not saying it's good; I'm just saying the frequency in which I have been writing is a speedy one. Also, I've been listening to a lot of new music. New to me at least. Hopefully, within the next week, I can have a list of the newest tunes I've been getting down to.
I got an interesting email the other day. Apparently, John Ladd, bass player and singer for the band 7-10 Split, read something I wrote about the band back in August (Nine Bands You Should Be Listening to). Somehow he stumbled upon us and in his words, read what I wrote "on some blog site." He said the next time they played my town, we could hang out. Haha, I'm honored. I went back through the archives and reread what I wrote. I was kind of embarrassed. I thought it sucked. Anyway, it was nice of him to write me. They have a new record out this coming June, so be sure to pick it up. Punk & metal mayhem guaranteed!
So, this weekend is my weekend off work. I spent it in pure recreation fashion with Chase and Donna. We headed over to Patricia Lanes in Dothan to bowl a couple of games and shoot some pool. I'm not bragging, but I had the highest score both games. A crappy 122 and 118 or something. We attempted a few games of pool after that because it was cheaper. I told Chase and Donna that I wasn't very good at pool. The first game, I practically ran the table. I only missed a few shots. They thought I was lying, but I proved my inconsistent suckiness because I scratched on the eight ball during the second game. Chase and I called it a tie on the third game. Then, we went to eat at Captain D's. I hadn't eaten there in a long time and that was good. After that, we stopped by Wal-Mart. All and all, it was quite a fun night with the future Mr and Mrs Livingston.
Tomorrow is going to be a day of nothingness I suppose. I'm going to try to get up and go to church, somewhere. I have to return some tapes and I'd like to stop by the flea market. We'll see what happens. I guess that's it for now. Check ya self before ya wreck ya self.
P.S. Those mailorder bride sites are real. A lot of Russian chicks, young and attractive mind you, apparently want to be married to young rich Americans. I think that's my dream too...
"I need the glow of your darling face. Accept this crown of love and live in grace. I need the colors painted in your mind. Your beauty and your brilliance--so hard to find. So don't walk away. Don't turn your back. If you leave today my whole world would turn black." MxPx, Don't Walk Away, Before Everything & After.
Yeah, I know, it says Sunday. However, it's still Saturday to me. I've been writing pretty frequently lately. I'm not saying it's good; I'm just saying the frequency in which I have been writing is a speedy one. Also, I've been listening to a lot of new music. New to me at least. Hopefully, within the next week, I can have a list of the newest tunes I've been getting down to.
I got an interesting email the other day. Apparently, John Ladd, bass player and singer for the band 7-10 Split, read something I wrote about the band back in August (Nine Bands You Should Be Listening to). Somehow he stumbled upon us and in his words, read what I wrote "on some blog site." He said the next time they played my town, we could hang out. Haha, I'm honored. I went back through the archives and reread what I wrote. I was kind of embarrassed. I thought it sucked. Anyway, it was nice of him to write me. They have a new record out this coming June, so be sure to pick it up. Punk & metal mayhem guaranteed!
So, this weekend is my weekend off work. I spent it in pure recreation fashion with Chase and Donna. We headed over to Patricia Lanes in Dothan to bowl a couple of games and shoot some pool. I'm not bragging, but I had the highest score both games. A crappy 122 and 118 or something. We attempted a few games of pool after that because it was cheaper. I told Chase and Donna that I wasn't very good at pool. The first game, I practically ran the table. I only missed a few shots. They thought I was lying, but I proved my inconsistent suckiness because I scratched on the eight ball during the second game. Chase and I called it a tie on the third game. Then, we went to eat at Captain D's. I hadn't eaten there in a long time and that was good. After that, we stopped by Wal-Mart. All and all, it was quite a fun night with the future Mr and Mrs Livingston.
Tomorrow is going to be a day of nothingness I suppose. I'm going to try to get up and go to church, somewhere. I have to return some tapes and I'd like to stop by the flea market. We'll see what happens. I guess that's it for now. Check ya self before ya wreck ya self.
P.S. Those mailorder bride sites are real. A lot of Russian chicks, young and attractive mind you, apparently want to be married to young rich Americans. I think that's my dream too...
"I need the glow of your darling face. Accept this crown of love and live in grace. I need the colors painted in your mind. Your beauty and your brilliance--so hard to find. So don't walk away. Don't turn your back. If you leave today my whole world would turn black." MxPx, Don't Walk Away, Before Everything & After.
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