Every time I hear Wolf Parade, I am reminded of the awkward, earnest moments last year. They wanted me. They really wanted me. I remember a conversation I had with the CEO last year around this time. A persuasive conversation that I had taken while sitting on my bed at home. I had to think about it.

I met them in New York City in midtown. I saw the sights from an apartment in a highrise. It was like a beginning and I was starting to think yes, I will do it. I will go on this untraveled path.

About two weeks later, I started. I listened to Wolf Parade in August and September on way my way to San Francisco and back home. They had said they loved the band too. They wanted to go to the concert. But days passed and we were busy. Always striving for the next deadline. I always remembered the day of the concert where I hoped that we would go together. But nothing. I still constantly listened to “Shine A Light” like a struggle for innocence. I let the concert date pass silently as if I had never mentioned it.

After all, we were busy.

A year later I am sitting at a new job, I hear the song on my ipod on shuffle. My favorite song last year. My favorite band from my last year. It had been months since I last heard it. I have this feeling, but it’s not nostalgia. It’s almost regret and a mixture of nostalgia. To have known then what I know now.

Shine a light for me.