Rock, if you care for a lesson in history from someone younger than you, got sick, lurched through the eighties, stumbled, fell into the early nineties and wheezed its last breath in 1995. Since then, no one but maybe Pearl Jam should’ve been allowed to call themselves a Rock n’ Roll band.

Pop music is almost entirely recycled.

Okay. You knew that. Just making sure.

I wouldn’t use the word “Emo” to describe our music, or anyone. I’ve heard that word used too often under the seeming notion that not everyone has emotions and those that have emotions deserve mockery. Because they’re clowns, here for our cruel amusement. That the word even exists as a term is what I object to, for the reasons it’s used. Do you understand?

I don’t know what we are.

Here’s some other stuff you hopefully couldn’t care less about:

To my knowledge, there has never been an all-girl synth duo. folk duo, yes. Think Yazoo, think the Eurythmics. There has never been an all-girl Guitar/Synth duo. We’re 3/4 there, one of us being trans, I suppose.

Yay.

Okay, Joan Jett can call herself a Rock n’ Roller. Iggy Pop, David Bowie… Michael Monroe (for those in the KNOW) and Bebe Buell (if you’re REALLY cool). But they’re GODS, come on.