you like sick ass music cool talk to me about it. you need someone to talk to about anything alright come tell me about it. oh you posted a selfie or posted anything cool tag me ill reblog it. you fav band member is being problematic? come tell me we’ll vent together. just need a friend cool im here :)
met Dan Howell on the first day of university at the Fresher’s Fair; you were
both trying to avoid the crowds because of your social awkwardness when you
bumped into each other. Dan joked that it was great to find someone as socially
uncomfortable as him and in return you told him that neither of you could be
that socially awkward if you were talking to each other.
asked if you wanted to get coffee with him and you said yes. It turned out you
were both youtubers but Dan had a few more hundred subscribers than you but you
didn’t care because it was like you’d met your soul mate in Dan. He agreed and
after your second date he asked you to be his girlfriend and the rest was
university you moved in with Dan and Phil down in London and kept making
YouTube videos more as a hobby rather than a full blown job like the other two.
You were a freelance photographer and you loved documenting yours and Dan’s
fights started small, over little things like why had Dan broken your
straighteners and then refused to take the blame? And why it should be you that
has to do the majority of the shopping and cleaning? But you always got over
them pretty quickly and made up.
Dan continued to get bigger on YouTube you noticed a change in his attitude as
well as the fans. You received more and more comments on your videos and social
media that you were using Dan for his subscribers which wasn’t true. When you
tried to talk to Dan about this he blanked you and one night you had enough.
you’re not going to ignore me anymore. What’s your problem? Why are you letting
the fans treat me like this? You’re supposed to be my boyfriend.’
merely glanced up from his laptop on the sofa before grunting and returning his
attention back to Tumblr. You stood up and pulled the laptop off his lap and
threw it onto the chair opposite, Dan scowled at you and stood up the height
difference between you noticeable.
y/n you can be so annoying sometimes, why did you do that?’
scoff and fold your arms over your chest.
least I’m not blanking my girlfriend over some YouTube comments. I took away
your laptop because we need to talk about this Dan, we can’t sweep it under the
rug and forget about it.’
do you care so much about the bloody comments y/n? Unless the fans are right
and you have been using me this whole time to gain more attention for your lame
channel. That’s right I said it, maybe you should just stick to photography then
again you can’t even get a solid job to pay your portion of the rent. Most
months I pay it, you’re a scrounger y/n and I’ve had enough.’
harsh words cut into you deep and you were too stunned speechless to reply. Was
this how he really felt about your relationship? You’d given him nearly four
years and now the truth was coming out. You cover your mouth with your hand and
feel tears prick at your eyes. Dan’s face immediately softens and he curses
realising what he’s just said to you.
y/n I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of that. I’m just stressed out with YouTube
and the radio show and the book and tour coming up. I love you y/n.’
reaches out to pull you into a hug but you pull back your mind made up about
what you have to do. Tears stream down your cheeks.
that’s what you think about me Dan then I can’t do this any longer, I’ve given
you four years of my life and support. You were the first boy who made me feel
loved and sexy and visible…you are my first love and I want…more than
anything…for you to be my last…but I can’t do this anymore at least not
face pales and you know he’s fighting back tears of his own. You bow your head
and shuffle out of the living room.
go y/n…I need you here…’
grabs your shoulder but you shrug him off not daring to look over your
shoulder, knowing you’ll crumble.
Dan…you need your adoring fans more, they can give you so much more than I ever
leave the room and head to the bedroom to pack your bags. Dan doesn’t make a
move to stop you, it looks like he never cared about you in the first place.
Dan…you need your adoring fans more, they can give you so much more than I ever
walked out of the room leaving me heartbroken and shattered into a million
pieces. I fell to the floor and sobbed unable to go after her. Why had I said
those awful things to her? Once they left my lips I instantly regretted them
when I saw the horror and shock written on y/n’s face.
front door slammed and y/n was out of my life. Four years and I’d thrown it
down the drain because a few fans had gotten to me.
are you okay?’
shuffled into the room and I shook my head.
screwed up Phil and now the best thing in my life has walked out of the door.’
nods and leans against the door.
did Dan, just give her some space.’
told me to give her some space, I gave her three months and still we weren’t on
talking terms. She refused my calls and didn’t reply to my hundreds of
messages. After I made the comment about her not being able to hold a steady photography
job, I discovered that Kerrang! had hired her to go on Warped as the official
photographer for the magazine. On her Instagram and Twitter she looked happy
but I knew her too well, I could see past the fake smiles. It wasn’t on her
shoulders to apologise to me; I was just too much of a coward.
was hard not to get jealous when I saw her taking selfies with numerous band
members from All Time Low to Of Mice & Men to Black Veil Brides. I couldn’t
lose her that easily, she was the awkward geeky girl I bumped into at Fresher’s.
stopped updating YouTube regularly and I didn’t have the enthusiasm for the
radio show or upcoming book tour. I didn’t realise how much I took y/n for
granted, she was like my personal assistant and girlfriend wrapped into one. I
came across her diary which had dated all my appearances and what time and
where I needed to be, she even created me an upload schedule for my videos. I
couldn’t properly function without her.
needed to show her how much I loved her and that we were meant to be together
despite what the internet thought. I then remembered her love of documenting
our relationship these last four years and I knew what I needed to do to win her
was amazing, you took so many awesome photos and met some of your idols and
even got to hang out with a few of them. Yes you flirted a little here and
there but in the back of your mind all you could think about was Dan back in
London. He had tried to get in touch with you but you ignored him, you thought you
could move on but you couldn’t bring yourself to let go of the four years you
had spent together.
asked you to go out for dinner with him when you returned to London and you accepted
because he was a sweetie who’d taken your side over Dan’s which must have been
hard for him because Dan was his best friend. You began to question Phil’s
motives when he blindfolded you as soon as you stepped foot out of the flat you
were renting close to the Kerrang! office.
are you taking me Phil?’
shushed you as you got into a taxi. When the taxi stopped you was a little
nervous as to what was coming next. Phil took your hand and you felt grass
beneath your heeled feet, this wasn’t a restaurant. You got scared when Phil let
go of your hand, you stood still for a couple of minutes before you heard familiar
music start to play. Just Another Girl by The Killers came from speakers near
you and you couldn’t help but crack a smile, you were obsessed with them and it
was the first concert you and Dan went to as a couple. Just Another Girl was
one of your favourite songs so you ripped off the blindfold to see what was in
front of you.
gasped as you stared directly at a white screen in front of you strewn with
fairy lights around the edges as a slideshow of pictures and videos of you and Dan
flashed onto the screen from a projector behind you. They seemed familiar and
you realised that you’d taken them over the last four years.
months ago I made a huge mistake, I let the single most precious thing walk out
of my life. I regret my words and know I hurt you y/n, I was stressed and the
fans got to me but then I realised something. Without you by my side I crumbled
even more under the pressure, I found your diary with all your sticky notes
stating my appearances and I shed a tear. And it was then I knew that I couldn’t
go another day of my life without you by my side. So I only have one question
to ask you y/n and feel free to say no because I was a cowardly jerk face.’
walked out from behind the screen wearing a nice suit, his hair was styled and
you were slightly confused by what he meant when he said he had one question to
ask you. His apology seemed sincere and you chuckled remembering Dan mocking
your use of multi-coloured notes for different events but they kept him
gasp loudly as Dan stands in front of you smiling ear to ear, he gets down on
one knee and your heart skips a beat knowing what question he’s going to ask
you. Tears threaten to spill, tears of joy this time as he removes a small
black box from inside his suit jacket.
you are my best friend and I’m so happy we bumped into each other at university
because I don’t know where I’d be without you. I love you with all my heart and
I promise not to make the same mistakes. Will you marry me y/n?’
produces the most beautiful engagement ring you’ve ever laid eyes on. You smile
matching his and know that you made the right decision staying single while in
Dan, I’ll marry you my stupid unorganised idiot.’
places the ring on your finger and you help him up off the ground before
squealing and wrapping your arms around his shoulders.
missed you so much y/n.’
think I missed you more Dan.’
kiss him passionately never wanting this magical moment to end. Everything in
your life was finally on track.
What Punk Rockers Might Have Been Like On Facebook (this is kind of a joke sorry):
Joe Strummer would have probably posted political photos, news pages, and videos- and maybe even a few rants on politics- that could’ve gotten likes from his band members who were actually interested as opposed to his friends who weren’t. Every once in a while, there might be some lyrics he’s been working on.
Mick Jones would’ve been the drama queen and the selfie queen. He would have a whole album for pictures entitled “Me” full of 74 selfies. There would also be rants about his band members picking on him for being late to practice with his frappacinos talking about how they didn’t care that he was “sensitive” and also a few “why isn’t anyone liking my selfies” statuses. His facebook page would practically be his diary and his bandmates would hate it.
Paul Simonon would have 1 profile picture that was a little blurry and didn’t even look like him. He wouldn’t have any pictures of himself other than that one and almost no information about himself except for maybe that he is male and single. There would be hardly any status updates and the ones he posted would be very mundane and a little confusing. He would probably stalk his bandmates’ facebooks though.
Topper Headon would probably share Joe’s political photos, like all of Mick’s statuses just to tease him- never the selfies though- and all of Paul’s statuses just because he could. He would probably make a post right before he went to work out and afterwards talk about how much he worked out and all the karate he does.
I put Sid Vicious and Nancy Spungen together because they would be the facebook couple- and you know which one I’m talking about. There would be endless amounts of selfies and kissing pictures and statuses about how much they love each other. They would probably tag each other in every status they post and annoy almost every one of their facebook friends. Aside from posting about each other, Sid would probably post a few- decent and not douchebag title worthy- selfies for a profile picture and pictures of every meal he partakes. Nancy would post many half-naked selfies to assure everyone that she is attractive.
Steve Jones would post a lot of shirtless mirror selfies to in fact show that he is a ladies man. His profile pictures would include those selfies along with pictures of him with as many girls as he could get a picture with because that is how Steve rolls.
John Lydon would stalk everyone- especially Ari Up to make sure she wasn’t getting herself into trouble- and would absolutely not be ashamed of it. Any pictures of himself would probably not be selfies and he might occasionally share some of the political things posted by Joe Strummer. John’s statuses would be full of witty comments about his friends and family that could at times be insulting, but always funny.
The king of friend selfies would be Paul Cook. Almost every single picture of him would probably be with Steve Jones who might untag himself in said pictures because they weren’t hot enough for him. Paul’s statuses would usually be checking in somewhere and he’d probably tag all his bandmates in it.
Glen Matlock would have a fair share of selfies- not on a douchebag level, though- that his mother would comment and tell him that they didn’t look like him, which would result in numerous comments from his bandmates teasing him. He would also probably post lots of artsy looking pictures of his bass that were too impressive not to like. On average, his statuses would get likes from two people: Malcolm McLaren and his mother.
Ari Up’s statuses would all be in German and all be rants on the fact that she is single or currently going through a breakup. There wouldn’t be any likes or comments because nobody on there who spoke German would want to say anything. There would be some selfies with Nina Hagen which would probably end up as her profile pictures.
There would be endless breakup statuses about Mick Jones from Viv Albertine about how trapped he made her feel and how she’s glad she’s out of that relationship but she still misses him. There wouldn’t be any comments or likes because everyone would probably scroll past. She wouldn’t be ignored on facebook though: her tasteful and occasional selfies would get many likes from many people.
Patti Smith’s facebook would scream arty. Every single status would be a poem brilliantly written and beautiful that would get quite a few likes from her friends who enjoy her music. There would also be quite a few artistic selfies- maybe posted from instagram. She would be facebook popular for her mysterious artistic taste.
Joey Ramone would post a lot of pictures of his cats and all his selfies would be Joey ft. his cats. There would also be statuses of his cats that no one would understand.
Malcolm McLaren would be the ultimate facebook stalker just so he could know all the hot gossip about the bands he manages. He would have a small collection of selfies and would also be the one you’d get numerous FarmVille notifications from.
I’m sure every single person who’s
reading this has an idol or idols they look up to and admire, and if the
opportunity arose that you could actually meet them in person, I’m sure you
would take it swiftly and graciously. Well, I’m here to tell you with hard work
and constant dedication you really can achieve your dreams and meet the person
of your dreams. Here is the story about how I met alt-J.
First of all, I got Twitter in June
2014 and I only got this Twitter with the sole purpose of maybe talking to alt-J
somehow. By August 2014, I got my first reply from alt-J’s keyboardist, Gus
Unger-Hamilton. After receiving that notification I was shaking with disbelief
because my favorite member of my favorite band had actually acknowledged my
existence. Since then, getting a reply from a member of alt-J doesn’t come as a
shock to me and I’ve had plenty of casual conversation with them over Twitter. Because
I didn’t meet them after their Berkeley show in April, I was determined to
never let that happen again. So I created a plan. If I brought them gifts, then
they’d have to see me to get their presents. I asked them via twitter what
foods they liked so I could bring them delicious gifts in October. After being
presented with their orders, all I had to do was wait.
Finally, October 15, 2015 arrived
and I couldn’t be more excited. My friend Nina and I were going to see alt-J
for the fourth time together and we were stoked. For the week leading up to the
concert, I had been teasing the alt-J band members about how awesome my gifts
for them were so they’d know I was coming with gifts and so I could meet them
possibly. After my plane landed in Los Angeles, I took my phone off airplane
mode and casually checked Twitter like any normal teenage girl – except what
was about to happen wasn’t normal. As I checked my notifications, I noticed
that I had a direct message which I assumed to be from a friend that was
excited about my concert as well. However, when I clicked on the envelope tab
that opens my messages, I received the greatest shock of my life. Gus
Unger-Hamilton, the keyboardist and backing vocalist of alt-J, had messaged me
saying “Let me know when you get to the venue so I can try and say hi”. I was
actually shaking on the airplane. The taxi sped us from the airport to our
hotel, and we quickly made our trek to the venue.
When Nina and I arrived at the
Hollywood Bowl, a gorgeous venue by the way, I messaged Gus saying I was here
and where should I go. He responded by saying that he was sending his
production manager to come and escort me backstage so he needed my full name
and location. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I was being
invited into alt-J’s dressing room. The manager walked me through many parking
lots filled with venue employees and much security before finally entering
through the artists’ entrance doorway. I could feel heart pounding uncontrollably
in my chest. I stepped into a corridor filled with many rooms labeled anything
from “alt-J manager room” to “alt-J warm up room”. I was in complete awe. The
manager knocked politely on their dressing room door and swung it open,
informing the band that they had visitors. As I walked through the door, I saw
Gus, lead singer Joe Newman, and Joe’s girlfriend Darcy sitting on a black
couch. They both stood up and strode over to hug me as Gus said, “Wow Samy! It’s
great to finally meet you!” I was completely stunned. They wanted to meet me
just like I wanted to meet them. We made brief introductions consisting of hugs
and hellos before I proceeded to pass out their delicious treats. Thom Green,
the drummer, and Cameron Knight, the guitarist, were not there however because
they were still at the hotel. We’ve met Cameron twice before but I’d still
really like to meet Thom. I gave Joe and Gus the absentees’ gifts of homemade
brownies for Cam and brownie batter Oreos for Thom to give to them later. I
then gave Joe his limited edition sugar cookie PopTarts which he freaked out
over. He squealed about getting to toast them in his new toaster in his London
flat because “you’re supposed to toast these, right?” Then I turned to Gus. He
remarked, “I’m anxious to see what you got me because you’ve been teasing me
about it on Twitter.” I pulled out and handed him a $10 In-n-Out giftcard. He
was overjoyed because In-n-Out is one of his favorite foods and he can only get
it in California, so I thought that’d be special. Gus exclaimed, “You bought me
an entire meal??” He hugged me tightly after I gave him his gift. Nina gave
them each hand-painted cards with delta symbols on them. I also gave the entire band a Halloween mix CD
and a hand written letter addressing all of alt-J. After all the gifts were
passed out, Gus shocked me once again. He told me, “We actually got you guys something
too,” and that he sent someone named Sarah to bring us a special California
only This Is All Yours tour t-shirt!
I couldn’t believe that they actually got us a gift!
As we waited on the t-shirt to
arrive, we had a casual 30 minute (I couldn’t keep track of the time)
conversation with our favorite band in the entire world. We talked about the
most random things like baking television shows, sugar, the most harmful types
of burns, touring, Europe, the Hollywood Bowl, our past alt-J experiences, the
Greek Theater in Berkeley, how old we are now versus when we started listening
to them, how tall we are, how the time period that we’ve been listening to them
is such a pivotal changing period in our lives, whether or not you toast a PopTart,
Joe introduced his girlfriend Darcy, British television versus American
television, the Hamildad tweets, that night’s opening bands, some of their past
opening bands, their two-night Berkeley show and Gus’s framed poster from that,
how the Hollywood Bowl’s seating is slightly unfair to more dedicated fans who
can’t afford VIP, Moët McClain (@peasantmoet), and her Hamildad mug she gave
Gus at her show. The conversations sadly had to end when Sarah arrived with the
Now that I had the exclusive tour
tee, they asked if we’d like them signed but I told them that I had brought my This Is All Yours vinyl sleeve for them
to sign instead. Nina had her shirt signed. As Gus was signing it he asked, “It’s
spelled S-a-m-y, right?” and I freaked out inside because I didn’t even have to
tell him how to spell my name. Gus just already knew. The finished signatures
said “Thanks for everything, SΔmy! Lots of love, Gus x” and “Joe x”. After the
signing was done it was picture time, and Gus proclaimed that the picture should
be an alt-J sandwich, as Gus put it, with Nina and I in the middle. Darcy took
the picture of us but kept making us move so she wouldn’t be visible in the
mirror behind us. First, Nina got individual selfies with of the band members
and I followed suit. Sadly, the end was drawing near. Gus, Joe, and I made our
last hugs and goodbyes before they escorted us out of the dressing room and
back to the artists’ entrance.
A few days later, Cameron tweeted me
a picture of the brownies saying thank you and that they were so delicious that
he ate them in like 5 minutes. Gus told me he was on his way to In-n-Out for
dinner that night. I sent him a picture of my new shirt thanking him and
replied with you’re welcome and how he wasn’t able to make it In-n-Out ever but
that he’d save his giftcard all the way until next time when he’s back in
I still can’t believe this all
happened and frankly I don’t think I’ll truly be able to comprehend it. Every
time I tell someone new this story I feel like I must be lying because this is
honestly too good to be true. My favorite band, alt-J, personally invited me
into their dressing room to meet me. It wasn’t a promotionally stunt hosted by
the venue or a local radio station where they had to meet me and I didn’t bang
on the door screaming and begging to be let in. They initiated the invitation,
and wanted me to come in at their own free will. I’m still in a slight shock
and I am so so so grateful that I am lucky to have scored this opportunity.
Hopefully, I can hang with alt-J again soon. Δ
Last night, after being inspired by #PreservationDay, I asked my followers if it would be cool to do a day where diverse (LGBTQ, Disabled, POC) people in the Punk/Emo/Rock community would come together and post about ourselves and stuff and different band members we look up to. For example, did you know that Brendon Urie is bisexual? You may have not, because most band members are set under straight, white, abled male Christians, and that’s the stereotype for a rock artists and their fans. On May 8th, every Bandom member who falls under the category of POC, non-Christian born, disabled (mentally or physically), or LGBTQ+ will post stuff about themselves, band members they look up to, selfies, things about their sexuality/culture/disability, everything pretty much! It would be wonderful if we could do this. The tag will be #We Exist Everyday. That tag has come to be because we shouldn’t be afraid to show who we are in the Bandom, and we don’t just exist on May 8th. May 8th should just be a day where we show that we exist, not just when its popular to be who we are. Please give feedback, and if you have any questions, hmu in the comments/in my ask.
story time kids!!
so for the alt press awards the other day, i drove all the way to ohio from baltimore and man that was a long drive. my sister and i get to the gate at the red carpet where the bands arrive and we were getting band members to come over, talk, take selfies and sign things. all time low comes and we call jack over and and we were talking about coming from baltimore and i was like “hey can we take a selfie?!” and he was like “YEAH!!” so i tried to and he was like “nonono youre doing it wrong show more of /your/ face!!” but i was like “noo i’m not photogenic” and he was like “nO you are, you’re pretty” and he took my hand and angled my phone and then took it for me and signed the cd and waved goodbye and told me to have a good day