In my teens, music was such a huge part of my life. Hell it still is. But back then, it was different, music was my muse, my best friend, my nurse. I hated discovering certain bands I liked weren’t cool or were too popular to be deemed decent. I find this to be one of the great tragedies of today, our desire to classify and degrade everything, forgetting to just stop, be present, and bask in the moment…..
“If for one minute you think you’re better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken. Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word. You didn’t know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.”
― Gerard Way
