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The War on Drugs - Pushing Corn
For Kate^^
Going to NYC is always sort of reaffirming for me in strange ways. It makes me feel good about where I am, and how I got here. My parents both lived in Baltimore in their mid-twenties. They met here, they fell in love here, they walked the same streets.
Two and a half years ago, I was still in Mississippi, suffering from my “first real break-up”, horrible social anxiety and depression. Smoking too much weed, making not enough music, and generally not believing in myself as a person.
Everything seemed to point me to Baltimore. My sister lived here, with her brand new hubby, who I love too. They were offering me a free place to stay. Baltimore was on the verge of gaining it’s official status as a new-art mecca for music and things creative. I was lost, and needed to be found.
The past two and a half years have been pretty shaky, and pretty powerful, but I strongly believe I was meant to be here, right now in my life— and that feels good.
Here’s to making a good run of Baltimore. I want to suck up all that I can out of this city before I move on, and I feel like that’s still a ways off.

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November 21, 2009, 1:32pm