Pretty sure I wrote an embarrassingly long user review of that record on this site several years ago that detailed my sappy bullshit feelings about the record pretty extensively...yikes, had forgotten about that
I found it. The length isn't toooo long considering how big that album is in this music scene, but I like how you have 7 different albums in the RIYL haha.
I just re-read it for the first time since posting it. It held up better than I was expecting but I still wouldn't write anything even remotely resembling that if I sat down to review it today haha. Whatever. I was like 17 or some shit.
Okay, here's my story about an album I have an emotional connection with due to memories. I'm hoping this isn't just supposed to be TAYF stories or else I just typed all this out for no reason haha.
My story begins in in May 2008, about an album called Come Now Sleep by As Cities Burn. I was 17, about to play my first major (in my eyes) festival ever in my first band. The festival was in Fort Worth, TX, with the 3 headliners He Is Legend, As Cities Burn, and Oh, Sleeper. I was so excited to play. I had heard great things about As Cities Burn from a girl I used to be friends with, but hadn’t ever listened to them, or any of the other headliners like my friends had, but I was excited regardless. We arrived at the venue bright and early to discover we'd be playing around 2 or 3 PM, in an upstairs area. Not just upstairs, but upstairs in a 3 story venue (the main stage was on the first floor) at a tiny bar that didn't even really have a stage. Upon hearing this, we were very disappointed, but beggars can't be choosers.
Our set began as scheduled, with about 20 people watching us, including a girl I had invited because I had a crush on her. Our set almost got cut off twice because the bassist and I kept climbing on the bar due to hating the lack of a stage. After a few attempts we got the hint and resorted to staying on our "stage" on our respective sides near the "PA system" which was two tiny speakers on stands. Still, for a first festival (and my third show ever at the time, I think) it was such an incredible feeling. The 20 people who watched us either loved it or pretended to love it, and I came offstage to see my best friend making out with the girl I brought.
Keep in mind, I was a ridiculously sensitive high school kid, so I took everything way more seriously than I should have, so it devastated me. I tried to just go load my equipment out to get away from it and security started yelling at me and my bassist for our "antics" earlier. We found out because of it we weren't getting paid. It was never about money in the first place, but as the guy who drove the whole band around, it would've been nice to have some gas money. (And they were difficult people to drive around with, haha) I just was not having it that day, so I went and tried to talk to my brother about it. He kinda shrugged it all off, he wasn't a very emotional person at all, and I was a trainwreck back then, so I stowed away backstage, thinking about how badly I didn't want to care about anything, all those teenage angst thoughts, whatever.
There were three other people backstage and one of them noticed me sulking and came up to talk to me. I vented for a bit and he told me that although things are aggravating and unfair sometimes, all I should do is think about all the things I'd accomplished today, about how years along the line all I'd remember is that I played this awesome show, and wouldn't have any of the other details weighing on me forever. Now it seems like such a simple gesture, the kind of thing anyone would say, but back then I was deep into my Aspergers syndrome mindset when it came to socializing with anyone, so I didn't let myself get words of encouragement much, so the fact that he decided to randomly talk to me meant the world to me. I thanked him and he told me he was glad to help, and then left the green room. I chilled out a bit, then went back to join my friends to watch As Cities Burn. They played an incredible set, and I bought Come Now Sleep from them that day, just as a way to try and remember that moment of kindness forever. Since that day it's been one of my favorites in the genre, and when I listen to it, I think about not just how great life is, not just about embracing the accomplishments you make and letting go of the things that don’t matter, but about Cody going out of his way to help out a whiny kid that didn't really have a notable problem at all.