In a world dominated by Bieber Fever (it’s a DISEASE!), Katy Perry (are all of her songs about ... um ... adult stuff?), Lady Gaga (I prefer my meat as a steak, not a dress) and too many curse-word-littered artists for me to name, I sometimes wonder if there is any hope whatsoever for the music industry.
“Blah, blah, blah. My heart is broken. This new boy LOVES me! No, he left me. Whatever. I DON’T NEED HIM! Party. Beer. Drinking! A catchy tune for marketing this at 7-year-olds!”
Really! Why is this stuff even popular? Sometimes, I fear that music is slowly dying.
Q: As teenagers, did you always know that you wanted to be in a rock band, or did it become a goal later in life?
A: In high school, I loved music. I started out in band. I didn’t know I would be able to do music professionally one day, but I thought it would be cool to do that. I started writing music when I was 16, though it was not until college that I thought I would give it a shot professionally.