
Last night, Evan sold his prized sub, crossover and rack from his college days. They were all either in the attic or the spare room taking up space. So, he decided to let them go. It was emotionally draining for him, he said. I think it was letting go of the awesome memories we have of STE parties, where admittedly, he was the best dj ever (maybe I'm a little biased).
Hmmm. Memories. Why do we have to grow up so fast?



