My memory is a blur of one concert after another. Were you ever really there?
Over the course of two years I must’ve interviewed Chiodos over half a dozen times. Definitely over half a dozen times. They seemed to be the never-ending assignment and always about you.
Were you there with me that time?
I can’t remember if you were ever there and yet I know you would have had to have been. You would have had to be there in the beginning, at least. You were the reason I was obsessed; the reason why every one of their songs reminded me a time I was dying to get back to.
♫Don’t let this die, we may never fall in love again
It’s hard but worth the wait when it’s over… ♫