🎵 Super Rad 🎵


It was the turn of the century – Y2K and all that jazz.  Kendall threw a “Pop Party.” This so-called pop party had only one price for admission – bring pop-something.  Popcorn. Popsicles. Pop Rocks. You name it.

We quite literally partied like it was 1999 – for only a few more, short minutes.  Everybody who is anybody was going to be there and my best friend had explained to me this kissing tradition I had never heard of before.  

I was about to turn 16 years old, which meant by law (almost literally around here) I was going to be allowed to date.  The idea of finding that somebody I would spend the rest of my life with during a New Year’s kiss? Best. Idea. Ever. #SoSixteen

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🎵 She’s Famous Now 🎵

🎵 I’m singing too high tonight, I’m gonna lose my voice / I heard her on the radio, don’t want to sing along, but I’ve got no choice! 🎵

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At first I was annoyed, “Mom!” I groaned. “Stooooop!” Typical teenager.

Her entire face lit up when she laughed, turning from pink to red with a glow that seemed to prove she was somehow magical – like Mrs. Santa Claus – unable to hide the twinkle in her eye when she was truly happy. She was just a bit mad herself, so it was impossible to stay mad at her as she started to swerve the car back and forth to the beat.

We were listening to a mixtape made by I don’t know who. The creator doesn’t matter as much as this single moment held in time.

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Interview with Chiodos: The Great SaltAir

//First draft

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//Originally published on NowOnTour.com

//November 12, 2006

Chiodos, the greatest band you’ll ever see live is also down to Earth.  Recalling the last time I truly had the chance of hanging out with Chiodos, prior to being signed to Equal Vision, we reminisced about just exactly where the title for their song No Hardcore Dancing In The Living Room came from.  Originated right here in Provo, Utah, bassist, Matt Goddard, and guitarist, Pat McManaman recall with fond humor an after-show party in which random, drunken hardcore dancing took place in a mutual friend’s living room.  If I recall correctly, we were all dancing to The Locusts.  Swinging arms and ninja kicks flew between a handful of dedicated fans until the record player was disjointed from the stereo system, something was sent flying through the front window, and someone attempted to skateboard off of a living room chair.  Good times indeed, Chiodos is a band that’s memorable in every sense of the word.  A popular band indeed, having been asked nearly everything, I tried to get a few details on the random issues. 

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