There is just something about Counting Crows that turns me into a sap. I bought August and Everything After when I was in high school. Back then CD’s were often purchased on a whim or because the album artwork looked interesting. I fancied myself pretty cool for “discovering” the band, and when I later overheard some guy in my Spanish class talking about their new album, I developed an instant crush. Ironically, five years later we ended up disastrously dating. Around that same time, my childhood friend and I headed off to our era’s Woodstock. Counting Crows was our favorite performance of the festival because despite the ridiculous temperatures and havoc of the…