A fan since my pre-teens down here in New Zealand. The first PJ notes I ever heard were Wishlist on a TV advert for Yield, and I was drawn in by the melodic guitar solo and the open-endedness of the cover art. Skip forward a few days to putting the album in my boombox and Brain of J blowing my mind; it seemed to combine my enthusiasms for both classic rock music and the Epitaph punk bands I was digging deep into at the time. Today at 36 years old, my PJ fever still hasn't let up.