No Silver Lining

We worked like we were building a wall of our own — one made of power chords, cymbal smashes and sweat — to keep out bigotry and hatred.

Breaking Down

I have credited music for saving my life in the past, for although it is a cliche, I know it to be true. But it wasn’t music that saved my life that day, it was my best friends.

The Transmigration of Art

There is something intensely private in the act of listening to music, the way a song can feel like a very real, personal communication with the artist.