In his journey from the meek, bespectacled kid whose train conductor hat was a punchline for the stage banter of "tru punx" a decade ago to the confident artist plotting his future with Electric Century, or more self-actualizing moments as both musician and person.
So now yr talking about killing yourself. You got a target and it’s greater than health. Seems clear cut to me: you’d end so beautifully. How the camera guys stifle a cynical laugh, I guess the beauty won’t show up in the photograph, So if you feel used, well, real punks don’t get to choose.
It’s a song all about wanting to be somewhere else to be with other people, but feeling so loyal to your home that you couldn’t bare to move away, and trying to get through it by bombing hills on faux-1970’s skateboards.
Heavily inspired by Wavves and Bikini Kill and the like