‘First times’ are incredible things. They are those special moments in your life that you will never forget. You remember everything. Where you were, who you were with, why you were there… Every little detail takes on an aura of significance that in any other circumstance wouldn’t.
I remember the first time I ever saw Parkway Drive play. They were opening a four-band bill at a dingy little suburban club in Berlin, Germany. We were there for the 2006 World Cup and my brother (18) and I (16) walked to and from the show from our hotel room after meeting the band in an internet cafe earlier that day. They gave me a free shirt and a set-list (which I still have on my wall today). It was one of the best shows of my life…
The first time I ever saw Jonathan Levine’s The Wackness I was in a youth hostel in L.A… John (20) and I (18) were in America for our friend’s wedding in Texas but we took some time out in California to hang about. Our hostel was practically on the beach at Santa Monica. Each morning I would go for runs along the sand and during the day we would waste our time seeing the sights, shopping, watching the Lakers and getting amongst L.A life. The youth hostel had an ‘entertainment room’ on the third floor. It would remain partially filled throughout the entire night as the hostel guests came and went with their jetlag. I had to stick out a dreadful episode of ‘Bones’ before stumbling across what was at the time an underground gem of a film.
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