Where Are Your Boys Tonight?

Exultant.

The first time I cried reading a non-fiction.

I first discovered emo in 2006 when I was in the 6th grade (10 years old) with MCRs Teenagers and Good Charlottes The River. It irreparably altered my brain chemistry in 2007 when I first saw pictures of Panic! in either AP or Rock Sound or Kerrang. In 2008 I had the roughest year of my early teens and these bands were all I had (along with the Percy Jackson series.)

Now I'm 27 and this all feels like a lifetime ago. With age comes perspective, with age these idols become people. This book let me get a glimpse of my heroes growing up in a way their albums and performances only alluded to. I'm grateful.

That being said, if Ryan Ross ever releases new music I will cry scream throw up and maybe even pass away.