Dave penned this heartfelt song during the early days of our romance. We had been friends for many years, sharing countless laughs and deep conversations, but it wasn't until he finally ended his relationship with Amanda that I mustered the courage to ask him out. At the time, I was single too, and the connection between us had always been undeniable. He chuckled when I proposed, saying, "No way, I know what is going to happen - we will get stuck to each other." And that’s precisely what happened. Just like that, he moved in with me, and we embarked on a beautiful journey together that lasted nearly a decade.
This song was crafted before we even took that step of living together. It emerged one unforgettable night when we were lost in the magic of our newfound intimacy. Fueled by a potent mix of love and alcohol, we had partied harder than I realized, completely oblivious to the fact that my mother was about to visit. In a vulnerable and slightly chaotic moment, we found ourselves naked and nursing hangovers when my mother appeared right at the foot of the bed, cheerfully saying, "Hi!" Talk about an unexpected wake-up call!
After that awkward encounter, we hopped into the car—a decision that, in hindsight, was questionable given our state—and I drove him back to the small apartment he rented from his bandmate, Ted Hutt. At that time, his life was a whirlwind; he was earning a meager $12 an hour working at a tow yard, buried in paperwork. It was one of those moments where you recognize a person’s drive amidst the chaos.
As I dropped him off, I sped away only to realize he had left his keys in my car, clutching his beloved guitar, which he could not bear to part with. In a frantic rush, he had to leap the fence to retrieve it, only to discover that his prized possession, an original Gibson, had landed on the wrong side. They had settled in Eagle Rock, a neighborhood that was rather rough around the edges back then. After collecting himself, he managed to grab his guitar and settled into a moment of reflection and creativity—right there, amidst the chaos, he began crafting the song.
Interestingly, he was initially hesitant about including this song on the album. We spent countless nights discussing it. He feared that fans might perceive it as too soft, too raw. But in my eyes, it was nothing short of brilliant—a beautiful testament to our shared energy and the vibrant memories that fueled its creation.
The following year, we took a leap of faith and got married in Las Vegas. Even Briget, with her sharp gaze, was there with her boyfriend, and I could feel her scrutiny intensely. But everything felt destined, as if no matter the challenges, true love, like ours, is timeless and resilient—no one can ever take that away. We were poor, in love, hungover and didn't really know it was the time of our lives.
Dave penned this heartfelt song during the early days of our romance. We had been friends for many years, sharing countless laughs and deep conversations, but it wasn't until he finally ended his relationship with Amanda that I mustered the courage to ask him out. At the time, I was single too, and the connection between us had always been undeniable. He chuckled when I proposed, saying, "No way, I know what is going to happen - we will get stuck to each other." And that’s precisely what happened. Just like that, he moved in with me, and we embarked on a beautiful journey together that lasted nearly a decade.
This song was crafted before we even took that step of living together. It emerged one unforgettable night when we were lost in the magic of our newfound intimacy. Fueled by a potent mix of love and alcohol, we had partied harder than I realized, completely oblivious to the fact that my mother was about to visit. In a vulnerable and slightly chaotic moment, we found ourselves naked and nursing hangovers when my mother appeared right at the foot of the bed, cheerfully saying, "Hi!" Talk about an unexpected wake-up call!
After that awkward encounter, we hopped into the car—a decision that, in hindsight, was questionable given our state—and I drove him back to the small apartment he rented from his bandmate, Ted Hutt. At that time, his life was a whirlwind; he was earning a meager $12 an hour working at a tow yard, buried in paperwork. It was one of those moments where you recognize a person’s drive amidst the chaos.
As I dropped him off, I sped away only to realize he had left his keys in my car, clutching his beloved guitar, which he could not bear to part with. In a frantic rush, he had to leap the fence to retrieve it, only to discover that his prized possession, an original Gibson, had landed on the wrong side. They had settled in Eagle Rock, a neighborhood that was rather rough around the edges back then. After collecting himself, he managed to grab his guitar and settled into a moment of reflection and creativity—right there, amidst the chaos, he began crafting the song.
Interestingly, he was initially hesitant about including this song on the album. We spent countless nights discussing it. He feared that fans might perceive it as too soft, too raw. But in my eyes, it was nothing short of brilliant—a beautiful testament to our shared energy and the vibrant memories that fueled its creation.
The following year, we took a leap of faith and got married in Las Vegas. Even Briget, with her sharp gaze, was there with her boyfriend, and I could feel her scrutiny intensely. But everything felt destined, as if no matter the challenges, true love, like ours, is timeless and resilient—no one can ever take that away. We were poor, in love, hungover and didn't really know it was the time of our lives.