This song is permanently inseparable from my fuzzy memories of college. It brings me back to one night at The Middle East club on Mass Ave in Boston. That was the night the full force of the Mighty Mighty Bosstones hit me in the face and kicked me in the ass. My best friend thought it was a great idea for a scrawny 125 pound kid to jump into the mosh pit. So in I went. Honestly I haven’t been the same since that show, because that was the night I stopped thinking about concerts as musical experiences and started thinking about them as visceral experiences.
“Have you ever had the odds stacked up so high you need a strength most don't possess? Or has it ever come down to do or die? You've got to rise above the rest.”