A Night in the Life of a 17 Year Old Man

years and years have obviously aand recently i asked myself, what is it i remember about that day? Why is it such a powerful moment for me? And interestingly enough, i don't remember any of the songs that were sung or how well they were played. Don't remember what i bought or what i wore, or what teen age troubles i was going through at the time. No, years later, i remember how it felt to stand there in the centre of that theatre,. The bass drum resonating in my chest, a lining with my heart beat, the people i was with. I went with two of my friends, had an amazing time.