They said we couldn’t play it so we’re putting it on.
You were closer to me than some of my friends were in high school.
You knew what songs to serenade me in the wee hours of the morning.
You were the one who spelled out the title of a song by Lamb when I was going crazy figuring it out on my own.
I would come home to you after a sad day, after an embarrassing day, after a ho-hum day. You said the right words to cheer me up.
You never compromised, you became baduy or old-school at the right moments, you tried to please me with your songs.
You gave new flavor to my weekends.
You were never “trying hard”.
You rocked my world since I was 12 years old.
Exams were made more bearable because I would always loook forward to rushing home to you.
I spent New Year’s Eve and Christmas Eve by your side, sometimes pissed, sometimes elated by the songs that made it to your countdown.
You get me, my quirks, the bands I dig, the genres I loved, the songs that touched me. You introduced countless singers to me — Nine Inch Nails, Stone Temple Pilots, Collective Soul, Cynthia Alexander, Hungry Young Poets, Moonpools and Caterpillars, Foo Fighters, Metallica, Suede, Gin Blossoms, Goo Goo Dolls, Pan, Pupil, No Doubt (before it moved to mainstream), Jars of Clay, OK Go, Rage Against the Machine, Radiohead, The Jerks, The Clash, Sugarfree, Dishwalla, Garbage, Korn, Itchyworms, Urbandub, Radioactive sago project, Updharma down, Taken by cars, Kamikazee, Wolfgang, Razorback, Silverchair, and a lot more.
Countdown107, RockEd, Not Radio, Stairway to 7 and a slew of hard-hitting, wonderful things (except some segments in later years that were “too commercial”) that are about to end…is this really goodbye, NU?
Shit, I hate goodbyes. I hate endings when what’s about to end is a pure, beautiful thing that’s been part of my life.
LATER, NU! LATER!
Song for this post: Sad but True by Metallica
State of mind: Separation anxiety