When I say that I love you, and God loves you, and you have a hope and a future; I’m not doing that to make you feel good, though I am glad if it does. I am saying that to set you free. To set you free of hustling and scratching and clawing to want to be liked by people who don’t realize who you are.
Some of The Chariot’s stuff is very old school Norma Jean - esque I think
The first metal show I went to a friend told me that everyone’s like a family at shows.
I was kinda nervous but once I got in there, I found out.
And at the end of the night when everyone’s leaving, but really don’t want the night to end, you feel a sense of community. Sometimes I feel closer to people I mosh with once than people I see everyday in the halls at school.
But every good thing must come to an end. As the venue closes down and everyone’s driving home you realise, “dang that was awesome.”
(Sometimes followed by,’ ouch - oh where’d that blood come from, oh good grief I hope it’s my own not some random’s.’)