“This was my great awakening, and dreams were no longer dreams; they became my divining rod. I was an idealistic misfit, empowered by the audacity of faith and a reckless determination to do it my way. Punk rock became my professor in a school with no rules, only teaching the lesson that you need no lessons and that every person has a voice to be heard, no matter the sound. I have built a life on this notion and blindly followed it with undying conviction.”
That passage sums up the fire that Dave Grohl just lit under my ass. For years, I have always felt that music is what drove me. Every life memory, every challenging time, every major moment of my life had music. It’s almost as if my entire life had a soundtrack built-in.