There was no way of knowing at the time, but this evolution in my musical interest marked the end of my arrogant teenage punk years and the start of a more open-minded adulthood. I carried this visual in my head every time I heard the song but never had the time to put it to paper. Until the next pivotal moment in my life:

It was the first year of the COVID-19 pandemic and an era of personal rebirth. I lost a few friends and relatives to the effects of social isolation. When you sacrifice all of your time and personal connections for a well-paying job, you start to realize that while it can offer security, “money can’t buy happiness”.

I thought to myself that if I'm going to go down the way my friends did, I would at least do it as an artist, the way they believed I could. That is, if I had to go down, the ideas of social norms would have to come down with me. So I left my cozy pay for a life of eating into savings and scraping by, a life of renting but never owning, a life that was at least my own.

This was the first piece produced after that time and it may be silly, insignificant, and based on a song by a band that would eventually come to be known by many as a commercial one-hit wonder, but it marked the moment that I saved my own life.