dark was the night

Matt Berninger used to be a suit. He made music after work and survived on caffeine pills to get through department meetings. When he found himself penning lyrics in boardroom meetings he knew it was time to get out. The next year, the Boxer would become the best album of 2007.

Greg Gillis was a biomolecular engineer. In Pittsburg, he wore brown suits and on the weekends would sweat through his AA deep V’s in full mash-up abandon. He would play sets around the world, as long as promoters promised to have him back to his day job on Monday by 9 a.m. By 2007, his Dr. Jeykll/Mr. Hyde lifestyle was over when colleagues started seeing him in magazines surrounded by AA models and clad only in his gitch.

I don’t want to work in the music industry cause I think, unless you’re doing it, then you’re just the administration without the heart. too selfish for the superficiality of it all, even if new albums, new songs, new shows, are what get me out of bed.

That’s why I like it when music and good works come together…though I question the bottom line results of the labour, the dream of melding music and meaning seems a few inches closer

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