Of course I miss being young, but it might not be the moments you think… it’s not playing in rock bands or free-basing cocaine right at the end of sex..
I miss raves. EDM festivals, if you say “that music is trash and doesn’t hit my ear” yo… I get it.
But the production,the spread, the vibe of the crowd…
impossible to replicate.
Good feelings maaaan, good vibes, everybody is cool in this place and fuck everything else. I know that place.
life is not that way, I’m well aware, but still… you can’t buy memories like that. You can’t buy the feeling of 2am and the elbows of other humans that know you’re there and are totally fine with you being there…happy even.
Drugs are bad, yeah yeah yeah,, but if your sons or daughters pass through that particular place, try to hear me,, it’s not a bad place. Not somewhere you’d want to live, but still…. a place you’ll miss later.
dawn 