Christian Walker

I just realized that this record recently turned 25 years old. Half my life ago. Musically, it’s probably the thing I’m most proud of. This was when I finally started to assert myself as a songwriter, although it’s hard to tell because I lost the battle of adding song credits to the record, but I wrote a good bit, including this one. Well, most of it, because nothing escaped the full band writing process. This was the end of us being a full time touring band, and we capped it off with a Europe tour, two weeks after 9/11 and what we thought was going to be our last show when we got back home, but we see how that worked out. We still get together and play sometimes, but I really just do it to hang out with the dudes. It feels a little disheartening sometimes how much energy we put into it and how few people cared, and I know we probably would’ve been more popular if we had faked an accent or worn the latest trousers, but we were always honest and we gave a fuck about stuff, and that doesn’t always equal popularity or dollar signs. We had some beautiful times though, and I wouldn’t trade any of it. There’s no such thing as good ol days.