I think most people have that one band they grew up with that is special to them. That band that they loved through their youth, through their teens, and into adulthood. For me it was Alexisonfire. A post-hardcore band from the Canadian side of Niagra that found a modest success nationally and was a huge influence on the person I am today.
But they split up at the end of 2011 after a farewell tour. I got to attend two of the concerts, but they were gone after that. The band that had been with me since I was eleven was no more.
On Valentine’s Day this year they dropped a new track. Without warning. They’d release another track three months late as well. And right now? They’re on tour. For the first time since I saw them nearly a decade ago.
I’ve had a rough decade. It’s been one of succumbing to, battling against, and trying to live with mental illness, one of wasted potential and constant disappointment, one of hitting the bottom and staying there long enough to make it seem like home. And, thinking back, it was less than two months after going to those farewell concerts that my life hit the fan. So there is something… ludicrously symbolic about this band leaving my life right before my lowest points and reentering it right as I turn the corner on my life. How could they not be the favourite things I’ve listened to this year?