The Wonder Years, sort of

Pink Hair courtesy of Manic Panic

Remember teenage angst? I found an album online that brings right back to that special moment in my life. You know, where you lock yourself in your bedroom, turn off the lights and blast the loudest music you can find just to piss off mum and dad who probably just told you that you can't get that tribal tattoo on your lower, lower back. Sigh, such hardships. Sitting on a patio today Kyle and I drank beer and exchanged stories from our early teenage years which made me feel a little nostalgic, why I'm not so sure.

I must have been 13 or 14 when my parents decided to punish me by blocking channel 29, also known as Much Music. I hated my life and I hated them for taking away such quality programming as Bevis and Butthead, Ed the Sock and The Wedge.

Now I'm having a heated environmental debate over facebook chat with a friend from this period of my life...how completely lame, I'm ashamed to even admit that I'm using facebook chat. The 13 year old version of myself would not be impressed.

Here's a playlist...