The Story
A memory behind the music
This is one of the bands, and songs, that aligned with starting be calmer in life. With being a bit more at peace with the way my life was going. I was in between living behind a couch and moving into an overcrowded two bedroom apartment at UCLA. I was living in my old managers spare room. But why does this song tell that story? Well this band came out of one of the earlier bands I really loved listening to, At the Drive in. The much stranger, much more angry band, that helped get out all those harsh feelings. But Sparta....even though they're named after a much more aggresive group of people, the music is much more at peace with the state of the world. Not totally at peace... not totally happy...but better. And so this was the kind of music I'd listen to while hanging out with Jay, with Michael, with Josh, with Viet. And a bunch of other people that I think are still all living in Simi Valley. Friend that would meetup on a friday night at a big house party and just stand around drinking telling stories about things they did before or joking about how could their life would be if only they made slightly different decisions in the past. And every week was the same. The same houses. the same kind of house parties. The same people, even people I hadn't seen since High School, they were all still there. It was only me who was coming and going.