Who: Jimmy Eat World with Matt Pond When: September 22, 2013 Where: The Warfield/ San Francisco, CA With: I don't have friends here. Of Note: I am probably too old to be mosh pit adjacent Jimmy Eat World's 'Bleed American' is the rare album that has the ability to transport me to two very specific, very different places in time. The year is 2001 and I'm a sophomore in college. I'm sitting at my desk in Lehman, in front of my Compaq desktop trying to get work done, probably on my hellishly miserable Advanced Macroeconomic Theory class after carefully reading everyone's AIM Away Messages, while trying desperately to stay focused and not flail around to 'The Middle'. Nine times out of ten, I fail at sitting still, schoolwork abandoned in favor of jumping around like a crazy person. This album was my jam; we spent a lot of quality time together. Fast forward ten years, or so. Barb and I were having one of our epic happy hours and had made...