And so Deez dropped it on his website that night—he just put it out there—and within an hour, it felt like the whole world had heard it. People were losing their shit. Deez and I didn’t even sit there at the computer or anything waiting for the responses to roll in. We just went out and got some sushi. We ordered sake and beer, and we just sat back and watched our phones blow up. The girls we were with were like, cracking up every time one of our phones rang, and eventually, we both just turned them off, and Deez was like: Let’s go perform this shit. And I was laughing, like: Where, Deez? And Deez was just like: Where you think, homie? Charizard.

And so without even announcing it or anything, we just rolled into Charizard and got ready to play. We walked in the door, and immediately, the staff knew what was up. They laid out a sound board for Deez, and they got him a laptop, and they got me a microphone and within, like, fifteen minutes, there was this insane crowd outside. I don’t even know how all these people got there so fast, but it was this crazy mixture of Deez’s fans and my fans, and I talked to the bouncer, and I was like: Yo, man, a lot of my fans are underage. Think you can give ’em a pass? And he was like: Yeah, bro, I got you. This song is tight. And so within half an hour, the house was packed. Deez and I were set up, and we didn’t even sound check or anything, we were just riding on this, like, insane high. And we let it rip. I mean … we crushed it. I’m seriously not trying to brag or anything, but we just totally crushed it. It was legendary. A new era had begun.

Okay, so I want to tell you about someone.

One of the cool things about writing this book is that, like, I get to just talk about whatever I want whenever I want—I have all this space, and so I can just talk about all of the people who have had an impact on my life, who have left an impression—and so one person I definitely want to talk about is Oddvar, my biggest fan.

I know that sounds crazy—like, how can I know that he’s my biggest fan?—but I’d honestly be astounded if there was anyone on the planet who cared more about me or my life than Oddvar. Oddvar’s level of fandom is off the fucking charts. He’s an EXPERT. He’s a MASTER. And he’s actually super-fucking-chill.

Being famous is crazy—that’s true for so many reasons—but absolutely one of the craziest things about being famous—and like, this is one of those things that only the people who have experienced it can even begin to understand—is having fans. It’s one thing to put shit out there and have people listen to it and like it or whatever or like, maybe play it at a party where they’re all hanging or hear it on the radio and go crazy, but then there’s this whole other thing, you know, where like, people are FANS of YOU. They’ve just decided that, like, YOU’RE the thing they’re into, like, YOU’RE the thing they love most about life. And that’s one hundred percent bizarre and insane every time you encounter it. You honestly never get used to it.