Lost teenagers are nothing new, but are quite often the sole purpose of blogging. I've just got my hands on AFI's first two albums again, and it's a huge trip down memory lane. Very Proud of Ya is a 37 minute hand grenade of outcast fury. File 13 and Advances in Modern Technology still push the same buttons in my head they did when I arrived in Doncaster, on a mission to form a band and destroy myself. Geoff Kresge's hyperactive bass lines seem to have tunnelled directly into my subconscious, as I've rediscovered who was responsible for all the little manic fills that I knew were someone else's but couldn't place. I have the urge to make music but it's 6am.

The burning question: should my mohawk return?

Oddly it's yet another band with a UC Berkley connection. Maybe I should make a pilgrimage there.