
The mascot for my high school was a wildcat. Why this is the mascot of so many schools, we may never know, but that’s beside the point. I pretty much ate, breathed (brothe? brathe?) and slept wildcat spirit… I was captain of the cheer team and that was pretty much all that mattered to me. Music was a love, but a background love… like when Big keeps taking Carrie to the shady Chinese restaurant. I didn’t really listen to the same kind of music as I do now though. A lot of John Mayer, Jason Mraz, some hip hop (I did live in the D). I still listen to that, but my tastes are much more indie leaning these days. For instance…. this song would not fit in at a pep rally, but may feel more comfortable in a skinny model drug binge with pretty lights and sweaty dancing (I do not know, I do not do these things… but I would imagine). Am I right or am I right? GREAT song… And I’m a sucker for great instrumentals since so few of them break through. Plus, animal growling on a track? Key.






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