Happy young boy. Middle class suburban America. White picket fences. Not a care in the world. Big warm jumpers in the winter. Little league baseball. Saturday morning cartoons. Church on Sunday morning. Picnics in the park. Big warm jumpers. The whole family round for Thanksgiving. Prayers at bedtime. Warm milk and cookies. Big warm jumpers. Disneyworld. Love your country. Trust your president. Life is great. Sunshine and rainbows.

High school.

** BAM!**

Confusion. Girls looking kinda pretty. Hostility from older boys. Mixture of emotions; Lust; Hate; Guilt; Frustration. Striving to fit in. Peer pressure. Temptations. Rebellion. Fashion. Hair gell. Zits. Deodorant. Homework. Bullying. Fear of girls. Fear of boys. Fear of school. Fear of life. Why me? Why me? Why me?

Guitar is his friend. Learns drums. Then piano. Now he has three friends. Sings love songs to his instruments. Lets them play along. Tells them how badly life is treating him.

“Will somebody save me? / ‘Cus I’m growin’ up so fast / And yeah it aint really a blast” (‘She’s My Baby’)

Turns 14. Plays his songs in coffee shops, record shops and school talent shows. Girls swoon at the cute wickle shy bwoy with his guitar and keyboard. One throws herself on him. So he writes a song about her.

_“It’s a beautiful day / And now I’ll be Ok now that you’re not away / You shine so bright / you’re the star in my sky.” _(‘That’s So You’)

Awww, bless. He finances the recording of his debut album for The Holiday Shine Recording Co (yes, you read that right) with Ed Rose (The Get-Up Kids / Motion City Soundtrack) enlisting the help of a 42 piece 6th Grade girls choir to sing on ‘What We Hate, We Make’; a song so moralistic it’d have the producers of Sesame Street cringing.

‘Calendar Days’ _is this album; this soppy, pillow-hugging, Clearasil-nurturing, Dawson’s Creek-worshipping album of _“positive, uplifting” songs about _“realising your mistakes and moving on in life” _for lonely adolescent young girls. Adolescent because once they hit 18, then boy is this album gonna be traded in for some loud, fast, dirty punk rock!