10 years ago on a hot July night an awkward band called Dibs on
Anthony hit the St. Theresa Feast stage for the first time. We were
14-15 years old and had acne. We bought our first instruments earlier
that summer and had no clue what we were doing.
That night, however, our songs about girls and teenage angst were
met with surprising applause. We had the times of our lives and have
been playing ever since.
Come celebrate all the good times and reply with your favorite AMW
feast memory below. Mine is when we apparently forgot how to play
Ironic Last Words 2 years ago. We asked you guys to remind us where we
were in the song and of course you did. Embarassing as all hell. Good
times indeed.
Thank you guys so much for helping us get this far. We owe it to your constant love and support.
<3amw