I was quite young when I saw this, I was thirteen years old. I am quite young when I write this review, I am fifteen years old. When I was nine, I saw a Beatles show(not the actual band) with my grandmother and aunt. From that point forward I was enamored with The Beatles, the whole of 2009 was spent spooling through their entire discography. But after that, I could never become as interested in music as I had been after I discovered The Beatles. Then, my parents along with some family friends(all fans) took me to a screening of the documentary, I was not expecting much. Though you do not expect much right before something incredible happens. I loved every second of it, I was completely enthralled, how could I even tear my eyeballs from the screen! The crude humor, the loving bond between the band members, for the first time in my life it felt as if something had clicked deep within me. I felt this strange emotion, I can't even translate it into words. All I can say is, I didn't even know what punk rock was, now I knew I had to be a part of it. The next several years I had spent going to shows, getting almost stabbed, shouting the words. It might not seem like much, but it felt as if I was a part of a movement. Like we all had come to that show only for each other, under one united cause, to enjoy some music and hang out. One thing that has stayed consistent for me in the fast changing beginning years of adolescence and my incoming birthing into adulthood, one thing remained consistent, Descendents. Feeling sad, listen to 'I Don't want to Grow Up', feeling bored, put on 'Milo Goes to College', any part of my life could somehow be related to Descendents, they sung not only the anthems to my life, but the entire playlist of it. Thanks for the memories guys, try to make it to this year's Fun Fun Fun Fest.