I grew up in LA and I used to go see Jawbreaker every chance I got whether they be playing in Hollywood or the outlying suburbs. I watched them play a show at Darby Crash's mansion on 4th of July and myself, along with 3 other fans, saw them almost get booed off the stage at some divebar once. The backyard BBQ with Phleg Camp wasn't bad either and I fell in love with my GF at the time at this show. The memories will always be there. When they finally moved to SF, something was missing. Moving to another City just to see a band is stupid so that's why I did it. Me and three friends recreated our lives up north, and although they broke up and Blake moved to NY and later formed Jets, Jawbreaker is why i'm here in SF to begin with.

3 weeks ago, I broke up with my GF of 10 years. The first band I thought about was Jawbreaker so now i'm playing Bivouac and it's a necessary therapy.... remembering times that once were that still seem so vivid but are so far gone and so far away.