Blasts from the past

They keep you real. Never forget where you came from. . . Who you are now is because of who you were then. You can't change the past, or what you did or didn't do, but God damn-it . . . good or bad, you are what you are . . . Do I sound like I'm trying to convince myself?

John Banville

Broken Girl

A friend from high school (in The Netherlands) plays bass in a band in St. Louis. It's called Panic Attack:
http://www.panicattackmusic.com/