I fell in love with this song the instant I heard it. I was in high school and Samn Hooker was my boyfriend. I worked at The Haunted Hotel on Thursdays and the weekends, scaring people for money. Samn was much better than I was at the job and became rather infamous in our small circle which was bigger than the world back then. People would chant his name downstairs while they waited in line. From the window at the end of the third floor hallway, Samn would yell for them to 'shut the fuck up,' and they would, instantly.
He had a giant red sun tattooed on his chest, and I have a very specific memory of sitting on his lap in the passenger's seat of a car and unbuttoning his shirt. He wore collared, button-down shirts that were always starched and ironed. He pinned a poster of a blonde in a one-piece bathing suit straddling an electric guitar above his bed. He had an incredibly distinctive mouth and really knew how to kiss a girl. I fell for that instantly too.