So, what's with me chewing over old times? Reviewing albums that I owned in High School? Posting about the early 90s punk scene? Don't I know that nostalgia is poison? Don't I know that it's a soft calming voice that kindly convinces you that your best days are behind you?
Yes, I do.
But, I have a point. Longwinded though it may be. Let me get to that next.