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It was a sweaty summer and I found myself in Austin visiting an old friend who I'd had a huge falling out with when he was still living in Los Angeles. I'd dropped him an email admitting I was a fuck-shit and asked for his forgiveness. I said it'd be cool to get together. He said, yeah, it would be cool. Problem is he had since moved to Austin.

A bit longer of a drive than I had hoped for, but I was determined to mend this bridge. Thus, I hauled ass across a blisteringly hot southwest chunk of this great land of ours and landed on his doorstep one Friday night. Spontaneously, we ended up at a club where Spoon were performing and within two songs and/or two particularly strong drinks, my friend and I found ourselves completely transfixed by the band that was fucking bringing it.

To this day, whenever I hear songs such as "The Way We Get By", the images in my mind are of reconnecting with a friend I'd once taken for granted and making up for lost time. And realizing that every mile I'd driven to find myself in this crowded, sweaty bar was worth it.

We stumbled back to his place and spent the next couple hours relaying some of our greatest moments together to a couple patient souls who'd also stumbled home from a late night and partaken of the beers we had on hand.

It was an awesome night. The best part was when my friend held his beer up to mine and said, " I forgive you, man."

The next day, before starting my trip home. I went out and bought every Spoon CD I could get my hands on.

The Way We Get By
I Turn My Camera On
The Fitted Shirt
I Summon You
Beat And Dragon Adored
The Delicate Place