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artist:dashboard confessional
album:the places you have come to fear the most
i was OBSESSED with this album when it first came out. i was also obsessed with a boy that i worked with at the radio station. this story ties those two together.
one of the perks of working at the radio station was getting to borrow stuff out of the on-air studio. this was before burning Cd's was common practice, so it gave me good reason to go visit on Tuesday nights when this kid was doing his show. we had a lot in common-we grew up a few towns apart and we both had kick-ass tastes in music. he was adorable and i wasn't invisible to him, so as far as i was concerned, this was a match made in radio station Heaven...never mind his rampant drug-use or laundry list of other bad habits.
so anyway, one Tuesday night, as i did most Tuesday nights, i went up to the station to return the disk i had most recently borrowed, the one i had been borrowing frequently and was itching to actually buy for myself, which was, as you can probably guess, places you have come to fear the most by dashboard confessional. i waited for the "on-air" light to flick off and then went into to booth to return the disk to its rightful place on the wall, and the guy i spent most of my first year of Monmouth drooling over turned around and said "i KNEW you had that disk. i went to play a song from it earlier and noticed it wasn't here. it took me about three seconds to figure out who had it." we chatted a bit about who even knows what, i picked a song from that disk for him to play, we chatted a bit more and then i went on my way.
eventually i moved on from this obsession...from both of them actually. i ran into that kid about a year or two ago at a show at the northstar, and he was still a drunken mess. it took him a minute to figure out who i was, but once he figured it out, we talked for a while. i learned that he didn't change at all over the last ten years. id like to think that i have.
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