I just listened to the Pogues's Red Roses for Me album. And it reminded me...of one night when Eric and I drove around listening to it. I had just gotten my license and I was driving my mom's minivan and I would gun it every chance I got. And we went on all the back roads, and I would ask him whether he thought a certain song was a traditional song or an original one, and he always seemed to get it wrong. And I just I thought that I was going to be doing that a lot...driving around and listening to whole albums with a friend.

It's funny how such a memory gets attached to music, and how vividly the memory returns..

But then again, that's why I believe constantly getting new music is a necessity. It captures the times and feelings of your life..