More than five years ago, I found this little band whom I had never heard of before.
Apparently others had though, they liked them enough to make them a web-based fan club.
The first song I heard wasn’t one of their ‘hits’ and it wasn’t one that everyone knew. When I heard it I asked, ‘what band is this?’ and I searched and searched to find this song and whomever sung it.
when i found it i didn’t instantly become a fan, i had to listen to the other songs, learn a little bit more about this band whom i soon found out that was based in chicago. Chicago? That wasn’t too far away from Ohio, i thought to myself.
then as i learned more and more, and heard their songs i could finally say that i was a fan, that this band was growing on me more and more and it was so hard to stop wanting to learn more and get to know the band members.
i was fifteen, i hadn’t ever really ‘loved’ a band before, but i could honestly say that i love this one. maybe it was the singers adorablely shy personality or the bassists strange way of making fans. or it could have been the red haired drummer whom no one really new much about, or you know it might have even been the jewish guitarist that without a lisp he wouldn’t be as amazing as he is.
i wasn’t depressed, i wasn’t troubled, and i never really had any problems during my teen years besides feeling uncomfortable with the way i looked. But I wasn’t following a crowd, i wasn’t saying ‘oh i like this band because everyone else does!’ i genuinely loved this band because when i listened to their music it made me feel better. I didn’t have to worry about what people thought about me, i could just comfortably listen to the bands music through my headphones while everyone else did their own thing.
As I got older, i understood things more and i realized that when you love something you have to stick up for it like its your best friend.
This band, i’ve met the guys in it twice, both times they were nothing but funny and sweet. People would always tell me how they’re ‘assholes’, and yeah they’re guys, they’re going to have their asshole moments. But really, do these people actually know anything about the band? Probably not, i never knew a lot when i was young, but as the years past i picked up things, realized that these guys were doing what they loved, for people who loved them back.
isn’t that what a bands about?
not once have i ever felt like they didn’t love ME for being a fan of them and their music. not once have i ever felt like i needed to hate them because of something they did. no matter what i looked at it through their eyes and realized that they had every right to do what they wanted.
you might know this band, with the sarcastic asshole bassist, and the slightly off note vote of the lead singer whom has amazed me more then anyone else in this band. Or the curly haired baby of the group who plays the guitar, or the drummer whom i always thought looked a little bit like jesus would have looked like.
when someone says that this band is terrible, that they only did it for the ‘fame’ and are a bunch of stuck up musicians who directed their music to teens so that they would make millions, and that they only made catchy songs because they knew it would make them a fortune. i say you’re wrong.
i always felt like they made music for me, for me to listen to, to love and to share with other people. And its people that don’t respect the fact that this band has meant a lot to people over the years that they’ve been together. To outright disregard MY feelings and how this band meant to me is beyond anything i’d ever do to anyone else. It’s not about opinions but how you come across, being rude gets you no where, and don’t think for a second i wouldn’t stand up for this band.
when i found out that this band was probably going to ‘break up’ i didn’t cry, i didn’t freak out or go into a depression, i honestly asked myself ‘what’s next’. this band gave me memories, i still follow each member in hopes of catching something that will make me laugh or go ‘oh yeah i remember that!’ because i was apart of it. Being apart of something is what i loved the most. of course all their fans weren’t how i wanted them to be, but there were a few people who got it like i did. I don’t expect you to understand, but i expect you to respect it.
the future just holds hope for what is to come, whether it be more music, or nothing at all, i’ll be okay with that. because unlike some of you i can proudly say i’m a fan. and fuck you to all of you who want to degrade me because of it.
i love you, patrick, andy, peter and joe.
you never disappointed me.