The Story
A memory behind the music
Now we're in San Francisco. Sometime in 2014 and 2015. My music tastes had changed. Less punk, more acoustic. A little bit more vocal. I honestly can't remember how I learned about this band but i still really like them. It feels like something I could listen to at a nice little coffee shop. Probably is a song i listened to at some quiet coffee shop some nights. If i had to guess, I think I found this song when i first moved to San Francisco and lived in the Filmore district, just next to Japan town. For that weird period of time I wasn't friends with Kina. I was becoming friends with Steven. Its when Lily had a birthday party and came over to hang out and brought herself a cake because she realized she's an adult and she can buy and eat cake whenever she wants. And its the place i was at when I decided to play basketball one cold night without shoes on. Why did i do that? Well I wore by bike shoes to work which had these little clip in things and i couldn't play basketball in those. I also had sandals with me but those don't work for basketball. So i figured i could do it barefoot. God that was a horrible decision. My feet were completely torn up and bloody. I should have hobbled home but instead I went to some community meeting to discuss a buddhist retreat and the whole time i was trying to stop the bleeding with paper towels. Then with my feet sorta bandaged up I went drinking a bit with my friends and only then finally did i go home and pour sanitzer all over my feet. So....fucking...painful. but it worked. When i went to the doctor the day after they said I did a pretty good job. Just never do that again.