Monday night at Fluxblog’s 10th birthday party, Amanda Petrusich talked about this song. She related it to the shitty first year everybody experiences when settling in New York City. She touched on how the city tarnishes a young person’s sunny, high expectations and how fucking lonely it gets. But then it’s like this amazing victory, surviving a full 365 days in the grimy jowls of NYC. You get hardened but you get smarter—you hope at least. You adjust to everything smelling like pee.
New York dragged a razor blade across my optimism and threw my emotions into a dirty freezer. It’s surprised me, too, and kicked my ass to write the most I ever have. It’s also granted a crop of really amazing people with whom I get to hang.
In five days I celebrate my first anniversary with this absolutely crazy city.