Run Away, Teach Self Chords, Tour Years Later by John Darnielle
So, I’m going to tell you a sad little story about me as a kid. Don’t get too sad, though, it has a happy ending, I love literally everything about my life and I have this probably-dumb-but-what-the-hell mystical sense that if even one small detail of my life had been changed, then everything would be different now, and who’s to say that the things most dear to me wouldn’t have to be traded away in the bargain? I call this conviction “The JD Doesn’t Really ‘Get’ Physics Effect,” though if I were in an instrumental prog-metal band, I might instead call it the Phalse Phenomenology Ephect. Then everybody would cry, except for me, because I would be too busy in the Locrian mode laying down the sickest two-part solos you’re ever gonna hear in this town, bud.
(rest of the story under the cut. it’s a bit lengthy for tumblr)