We've all got them. Some people like Girls Aloud. Some people think Kelly Clarkson's ace. Some people even like squeezing spots. I find myself as a 26 year old male still loving stuff I did when I was in my teens. Yeah, OK that may mean girls and beer, but there's other stuff I know I'm too old for, yet I find it hard to give up.

Comics are a biggy. In my teens, every weekend was spent at some shop/market/book fair of sorts, catching up on the adventures of Superman, Batman, Green Lantern and all the other glaring bits of US sci-fi fiction that girls never understood. I found myself getting back into them again a few years ago. At first, it was for the art, yet I ended up getting into the stories again. Now I know why my Dad actively encouraged me to buy them.

Pearl Jam is another. After Guns N' Roses, they were the next band I really loved as a teenager. Again, they're an echo from puberty that drifts into my life every once in a while, yet it's a part of those years I fondly remember, and something I'll always give time to. As a treat, that special someone in my life gave me the new album over the weekend. I wasn't hoping/expecting much - as long as all the old constants were there, I wasn't bothered. And so to it, Pearl Jams latest self titled effort isn't great, it just moves along. But while I'm sat on my bed, aged 26, reading the latest copy of Action Comics and it blasting through the stereo, it's a situation so comfortable and familiar it takes me back to more carefree times.

So here's a track from back when I thought Pearl Jam were the nuts. And you know what? They still are.

MP3 Pearl Jam and Neil Young - I Got ID