When Justin simulated sex on stage, I just cringed a bit for all the teenage girls there with their mothers. The show had everything I thought it might: smooth dance moves, power ballads, and teenagers in a frenzy.
In return for a mixed tape destination in their mind, we’d wait to play on our ipod until we got to that place and snap a few pics. This is the picture of the only mixed tape we received. One called, “Nacogdoches”.