In early 2006, I was minding my own business, enjoying the hell out this release by the young Canadian troubadour – the smartass swagger of “Hangover Days,” the regal chime of “We All Lose One Another,” the jaunty kick of “I’ll Bring the Sun” – and I was also starting to trade e-mails with some like-minded music lover in Philadelphia. Having gotten a handle on his tastes, I said “I think you’d dig this Jason Collett disc.” He listened, he loved it, and Teenage Kicks was born. Sorry, I’m getting a little misty here. Just listen to the songs while I compose myself.