I am, by nature, a rather nostalgic person. As seasons change and I move from place to place, I'm almost haunted by incredible memories of people, spaces, smells, outfits and above all else, songs. Once upon a million years ago, I was an angsty, suburban youth with a penchant for the mid-to-late 80's Lookout Records/East Bay scene. I (like many other youths) was particularly keen on bands like Operation Ivy, Crimpshrine, Filth and Blatz; even today I listen to a number of bands associated with the formative Lookout days. While Lookout closed their doors a few months ago, there's no changing the fact that once the weather gets a little warm I'm inclined to dust off my old faves and sing a little off key.