"The Thunderbox was a place for me to walk in, and leave all of my stresses in the parking lot. I would walk through that door and dream, and create songs. I didn't think about my every day problems. I would collaborate with friends, bang on things, scream, make noise, and feel free. It was an escape. I miss it."

"Thunderbox's vibe was heavy, punky, chain-smoking, PBR-swilling gloriousness. This wasn't a place filled with nice, clean-cut kids with guitars and ambitions to be on The Voice...this was filthy carpet and really loud amps. It was cheap rent, cheap beer, and a lot of forgiveness from management. It was a last-of-its-kind gathering point for this city's DIY music scene, and I'm proud to have been a tiny part of it and sad to see it gone."