Drugstore Heaven is a collage of songs about life and death and drugs and sex and growing up a lost f***up in Chicago. The best of these songs were written for my dead friends that I'm still trying to impress 15 years later. The worst of them are probably the ones where I'm trying to impress you. Drugstore Heaven was named after an Ed Ruscha painting that reminded me of a night I spent on the floor of a gas station when I was 15, slouched against the snack display on LSD while god talked to me through a Moby song playing on the radio. This record is a memorial for the people and places I knew back then and the life we lost along the way. - Houses
