dedicated to 1991.  we sat for hours listening to bass pound…  not speaking cuz you couldn’t hear anything… 

to two kids in 91 with whom i shared those moments… who are no longer with us…  i remember you today.  and to one in particular that stole my teenage heart.  forever. 

every person in this world has memories that shape them for life, and the beauty of it all is that every one has the capacity to transform memories to a well-lived present moment. 

(if you can’t hear much on the track it’s cuz your speakers can’t translate the BASSSSS)