Two words:

- Say Anything

For the past two years, I have been enamored by one band in particular. It's funny, because, had it not been for the lack of sleep I had gotten that summer night, I would have never discovered them. This is my story of how I found refuge in a band that forever changed my life.
I was 15, when I first saw Alive With the Glory of Love on FUSE. It must have been three-thirty in the morning, because I remember starting to get sleepy. I watched the entirety of the music video; my eyes locked upon the television. However I missed who the band was, which intrigued me even more to watch the video. The notes that Max hit, struck me with divine ambiance. Right then and there, I knew that I had found something special. Each chord that rang out to me, stuck to me like a leech. I was instantly addicted to the music that was pouring forth, into me. It filled my very being, with a sense of de-ja vu. It was as if I had heard this song before, but was completely befuddled, by the fact that I was held captive by the power of music. The feeling lingered as I anticipated the information that would enlighten my brain, to know just who this amazing band.

Then I saw it:

Alive With the Glory of Love
Say Anything
...Is a Real Boy
www.fuse.tv/info

A feeling of overwhelming joy consumed me. I have just become addicted to my new drug. Without their music flooding my ears; I knew that I knew that I had to find more of what I have been so quickly habituated into.
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About a week passed, before I had enough money to buy their CD ...Is a Real Boy. I could already feel the symptoms which had been creeping upon me, in my desperate attempt cure my "music withdrawal" that was looming ever closer.
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Another week passed and my condition worsened. I had encountered a full blown case of "music withdrawal". I kept my sanity, however, by seizing every opportunity, to frantically search for the music video on the television. Finding it only a few times throughout the two weeks since I had first encountered it; I held strong.
It was a Friday night, and I was finally able to replenish my quench that had been diminishing for the past two weeks. My mind raced with anxiety, and excitement, as I swiftly glided to the back of F.Y.E to find the CD that had captivated me for the past two weeks. With a sigh of relief, and I picked the lone CD from the rack. It glowed with perfection, as I embraced it in my hands. I locked eye's with the CD, pouring over every inch of it's plastic shell. Only one thing was stood between me and it's contents. I clutched the CD in my hand, as I left the rest of the plastic-wrapped music in my wake. I quickly took my wallet out, pulling a twenty dollar bill out, and folded it neatly into my other vacant hand. I parked myself behind the person in front of me; waiting for the moment I would pounce upon the cashier, and simultaneously free the currency that had been imprisoned in my white-knuckled hand. I had left as quickly as I had came. Sitting in my father's car, I removed the CD from the bag, which had protected my most precious possession. I tore into the thin plastic, which had; for a very brief period, became the only thing that separated me from the content's inside it's shiny confines. To my amazement the plastic surrendered the CD into my cautious hand's without a fight. As I opened the case, my eye's widened to the size that was comparable to dinner plate's. I took the CD from the case, only to be greeted with the sight of my own reflection, blurred, and distorted, but mine nonetheless. To my amazement, there was ANOTHER CD submerged beneath, the first, but divided by thick hard plastic. I replaced the first CD to it's respective place, and gently, lifted the plastic, that divided the CD's. I looked at the words that seemed different than on the first CD.
...Was a Real Boy
I chuckled to myself, then smiled. What better surprise, than to find out there is more music than first anticipated. I played the CD's the rest of the night. It was simply unbelievable; nothing I expected, but everything I wanted.

Since then, Say Anything has released their much anticipated, [at least by me] second album to date. Titled " In Defense of the Genre", it contains nothing short of perfection.

This Summer I hope to finally see Say Anything for the first time, after missing countless opportunities to see them.

On a Final note, the band is planning to release a third album, titled " This Is Forever", sometime this year.

written 4/5/08
-Ethyn Lucca