What a trip, man! It seems like just yesterday when we all were being warned by the smart people about how civilization was set to come to a crashing crescendo. Now, seemingly in a flash, the first TWO full decades of the new millennium have come to a conclusion. So much for that ol’ Y2K theory. Recently, I’ve been reflecting on the last ten years, where I was in 2011, where I’ve been, where I’ve arrived and how I got here. More specifically, I’ve been thinking about the music that provided the soundtrack for my personal journey — like the classic Metallica tracks I’d blast at my bungalow in Nicaragua before hitting the missionary field each day back in 2014, or some of the crunchy new combos I discovered during my more recent Warped Tour excursions. While many of the records that were pro...
