I drove to Madison to see some friends one weekend in 1999 and while I was there, someone gave me a copy of Clarity by Jimmy Eat World. I was hooked after one listen and played it several times on the drive back to Minneapolis.
Two years later I was at a record store for the midnight release of Bleed American. I took off the plastic wrap, popped in the disc and was immediately drawn to "The Middle." If any song was going to get them noticed, that was it. I was right.
Bleed American played constantly for the next six months. It was my soundtrack to the end of Minneapolis, my short stay in Florida, and the beginning of Tennessee. Like Clarity before it, each song sounded like it was written specifically for me.
Jimmy Eat World have released two more albums since then, one of which I didn't care for and one that I liked quite a bit.
Wow, I had forgotten all about the underwear video. Peer pressure sucks, kids.