I remember when I was about 15 years old, just freshly into the world of punk, ska, and indie rock, browsing the pages of interpunk.com, trying to discover new bands. I came this simple looking patch with the words "Saves The Day" stitched in red. "'Saves The Day... that's an awesome name for a band!" I thought to myself, I think it appealed to my heroic nature. With the help of Napster, I downloaded "The Last Lie I Told" and "Shoulder to the Wheel." It took me awhile to actually take a listen to them, I was probably too occupied with New Found Glory and MxPx, but once I finally sat down a took a listen their music it absolutely captivated me. Piercing into my soul, the music, the lyrics, all of it spoke into all my emotions. That's the thing about their music, it just isn't simply nice tunes that I can nod my head too, but the music truly connects with me. It gives my emotions, no matter how complex or convoluted, an outlet that my own words could have otherwise not expressed. For every monumental moment in my life, it felt like Chris Conley had words that could relate. Whether it was the sparks of romance (Nightengale) or the brink of heartbreak (All-Star Me), Saves the Day always knew what to say about the situation.
A couple of weeks ago Chris during his acoustic solo tour gave a little sample of whats to come in the new release "Daybreak." And once again I am captivated.
Walking away from that familiar house, hearing screams behind me and a slamming door. Convincing myself not to look back and keep walking, leaving it all behind.
Suddenly I am 19....
And being told that she sent a text message asking if I'd be home for Thanksgiving. I felt a sickness in my stomach causing me to keep down a coming vomit.
Suddenly I am 20.....
I heard that she is recently married and just had a child...... and I just can't shake the feeling that I should be there. I should be Uncle Elliot. I should be holding the child in my arms and telling her how proud of her I am.
Suddenly I am 23
A complete shock as I found the friend request in my FaceBook. After repeating "Oh my God" for 3 consecutive minutes, I finally hit Accept. Smiled as I browsed through the pictures of her family. I figure its been long enough..... 6 years has been long enough...........
Legs burn has they propel your body forward, your lungs grasp for air, your heart beats for more oxygen only to find it in short supply. Your body screams for it to stop, for a break, for rest....... are you the man to say no and push harder?
