It was 2000, I was in the kitchen, and it was mid-afternoon. I was standing, next to the refrigerator with the small boombox on top. The radio was on and a song I had never heard before began playing. I couldn't move. For the three minutes and 45 seconds, I stood still, caught by this unfamiliar sound emanating from the speakers above my head. From my youth in Virginia to my early teens in Maryland, I was raised on rock 'n' roll, but this was a sort of rock 'n' roll I had never heard before; it was new, it was exciting, but most of all, it was life-changing.
