It just occurred to me that next year will be the 25th anniversary of the release of that album, the eponymously-titled Social Distortion. I can still remember sitting around on my freshman dorm floor during my first few weeks of pretend college when I heard Story of My Life
blaring from down the hall. In a move totally against my personality
but so in love with the song I was hearing, I walked down and introduced
myself to the guys who were playing it and asked what the fuck it was.
It was Story of My Life, and it's still fucking great tonight.
We're still friends to this day, and I still love this album. And I think it's become one of "those albums" (like the first Violent Femmes record) that somehow, some way, everybody knows and loves.
How autobiographical was "Story of My Life"? One
hundred percent. But what I didn't know when I was writing it was that
it was also universal. I don't know how but I captured a simple human
emotion in a song that is universally relatable. I try to write songs
like that today, but it doesn't come around that often.
I was one of those kids who thought the song was about me. Still great. (And depressing I was a freshman in college 215 years ago!!!!!)
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