Let’s run it back to the last time I didn’t have a care in the world. The year is 2004. I am wearing my finest Ecko tuxedo. I am in a group of a dozen dudes. My girlfriend is here somewhere. Probably with her friends. But I’ll worry about that later. Right now I’m with the dudes. It’s the last 10 minutes of Senior Prom. A jam comes on that is great in it’s own right. That’s why it’s a jam. But tonight, this jam just hit the dudes a little bit differently. A jam that brings me back to that night every time I hear it. A jam that made us shake it like a Polaroid picture.