“And the first song on there, the very first line is “will you still love me after I’ve fucked up?” It had been a long two years since I lost my friend and almost lost my partner. I’d done a lot of 12 hour drives for work, thinking about that last talk with her, thinking about all of the other things I’d lost throughout my life– bands, opportunities, moments in time, dead friends, dead family– mourning it all, crying and punching my steering wheel while Jeff tells me that “growing and changing doesn’t change the stuff”