Blog: Draw Us Lines

Words by Jim Growing up, I played a lot of music. I remember countless evenings forgoing homework to practice guitar in my half-lit bedroom, destroying my hearing frequency by frequency. My band in high school "practiced", but that's just what we called it. Too young to play bars, too few places other than basements and garages to actually play at. It didn't matter though. Just getting together to turn the amps up and let the noise wash over us was all we needed. It's been a while since I've associated that feeling with a [...]