I am so fucking grateful to see All Time Low being the best version of themselves onstage. The hurdles of Sad Jack that then faded into Awkward Alex; It has been years. They finally seem to be back in place where the jokes are easy (and not even R rated) and they’re all having fun and making it obvious that they’re so fucking good at this even after some stumbles. I maintain I’ve never seen them play a bad show but the last few years have racked up a handful of off and underwhelming sets, but my god they are fucking BACK being the best they’ve ever been. I hung onto this train through all its derailments and I think we’re finally enough out of fog to see the track. It may not have some elaborate destination at this point, but the ride feels so, so good again.
aside from AI art just looking bad & stealing work I feel so... disregarded as a person that it's being sold to? Like the people using it to do ads or even use it with their own art (music and books) can't be bothered to put something there that took more than 5 seconds and a piece of shit website to puke out.
I'm not surprised to see companies and ad producers cheap out and streamline it. Never expected better. It's just fucking sad to see musicians and authors put their heart and soul into their own art, then basically shit on top of all that by making covers with this horrid looking garbage. Complete turnaround.
why is pete wentz important to me?? like him, i was a non white kid who grew up in a very white neighborhood in the chicagoland area and it was exhausting and isolating and so so so lonely it could make your teeth hurt. like him, i’m bipolar and no one has ever quite gotten close to describing what my highs and lows are like, but he’s the only one who has gotten close. (do you know what it's like being so so so manic and you know you're not okay and everything rushes around you and you feel like you're on top of the world but you know it's all a lie? an illusion? do you know what it feels like to plummet down so so so so deep and dark and there's nothing but you and that gaping ache inside of you, reminding you just how hollow and fake you are?) like him, i grew up enthralled and obsessed with rock, punk, the hardcore scene of chicago, and there was nothing and no one there for people like me and people who looked like me in a place and sound that i loved more than anything on earth. i saw him reflected in me and in the most non creepy parasocial way possible, he has been one of the most incredible influences of my life. maybe even one of the possible sunshines of my lifetime for all he is still a stranger to me, and i to him.
my concert went really well!!!!!! my whole entire flat + my bestie + my boyfriend all came to watch me play and smothered me in a massive group hug after it finished i feel so loved :''')