Never before have I listened to a song that recounts an event from my childhood.
Brother a little younger than Chris had to fight just as hard to see Aesop live. My dad ended up going to keep an eye on things. A better end than Chris missing Ministry at least. After, my dad opted to trash talk music that was important to his son instead of putting in the effort to try and understand it.
My brother and I live together now and we agree Aesop Rock reminds us of growing up. Fuck em.