I know...and no im not moving on!
So I have a story... I was young about ten years old. I was staying at a friends house, my best friend in this world. He stole a beaner "100 bucks" from his mom and we took off on bikes heading toward Milford NH because they had a record store there. Milford NH is actualy my home town. Believe it or not i was born there in a log cabin. My mom is a fan ofhome birthing and I love her. She is about the only person i love. But my friend living in Wilton NH so its a fucking long bike ride from there to the record store and back. So we bought a shit ton of CD's when we finally got there. And one of the ones we bought was the original Korn album. There is no replacement. Story short we listended to everything we had got I dont even remember what else we got, I had to go home and I was sure and made it apparent i was taking the Korn CD home with me. And I fucking did. That was a start of a love for sound and not to mention marky mark and the funky bunch were at the top of my list. Since then I have made it to every Korn concert that I possibly could have and I fucking adore everything about it. I have listened to every album over and over. Served 10 years in the the Marine Corps. I realized that no one was listening anymore. It made me sad and fucking pissed. So I have decided in my infinate wisdom to go to Full Sail and figure out what is actually inside of me. So to Jon Davis...I have always been listening and will never fail to. I went to Nashua NH for the campaign meet and great. You were someone to me when there wasnt anyone. Yes I understand and no I am not going away.