I've seen Thorns of Life in a sweaty New Brunswick basement, Forgetters in the back of some bar in Philly and Jawbreaker at Brooklyn Steel, but I've never seen Jets to Brazil and it kills me. Orange Rhyming Dictionary was my introduction to Blake Schwarzenbach. I can't tell you how many hours I spent listening to this in college. I see him around my neighborhood sometimes. Maybe one day I'll get the courage to say thanks for the music and oh yeah can you please get the (other) band together one last time?