I remember the feeling of hearing A Perfect Circle for the first time like it was yesterday. It was the summer of 2000. I was living in the suburbs of Chicago; an awkward 15 years old, overflowing with angst and anger. …
I listen to a lot of podcasts and audiobooks. A lot of them. There basically isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t have one of the two (or often both) playing at some point. …
