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If i think
Maybe 15 years
I remember being sat at my desk with a pen
Staring at the page of a line ruled notepad
Scream from mum
Shout from my dad,
Goose neck microphone no sound card
On a Tiny PC with the microsoft sound
Little spindles on the grey speakers
No way to edit
So its right first time,
Didn't write breaths in
Didn't write style
Just wrote from the heart, the truth or the head
I hadn't heard jehst, hadn't heard skinny man, hadnt heard task force didnt have a gang
Speak with a small town tri fector twang
Thinking small scale but really a big bang
Was rarely in earshot of anything not...
At the drive in or deftones shaped,
My glassjaw shattered by funeral dub plates
Finch flew Thursdays
Cambria got used
It was atmosphere definitively juxtapositioning moods,
it was probably sonic sum that sealed it
Audio galaxy and then napster that fielded
Lines became weak
Wires became crossed
Finding aesop rocking and cannibal oxnard
Paths were re crossed
Friendships re born
F.a.n was the clique
Its cheap to see saw
When we made it on the dis disc
I thought
Maybe it was so easy
It was gonna be easy
Maybe I could breath easy