three_sheets_to_the_wind raze josh let me borrow this album the year i tried to find a decent way to die. one of its songs stole the last of my sleep the morning after he and gord and julie stayed over at my place. after i asked josh what i was hearing, he gave me his cd to listen to. it did nothing for me. the year after that, on my birthday, he offered to make me a copy of anything that was his. i asked for this again. i don't know why. i went home and watched a film about a high_school basketball star's fall from grace, sound stilled, turning twenty while the sun swelled up out of what was left of the night, headphones hugging my skull, and wondered how this music that was so completely what i needed to hear right then could have failed to move me before. it might not be the best batch of songs the man who named his band for a landlocked state in cascadia ever scraped together. it's still the one that tunneled deepest into me. 241017 what's it to you? who go blather from