“In ninth grade, I brought some tapes to my school band teacher. It was stuff my then-band had been working on in my scant, single-mic'd bedroom. We weren't a bedroom pop outfit by any stretch; back then we played dour, emotionally apoplexed emocore. And what we played weren't quite songs, per se: There were chords, and some faint attempts at melodies, but that was about all you could make out unde”
