Photo by Jennalee Butch

You would hope that as you grow older and (hopefully) wiser, the self-hate and weight of the world would, you know, chill out, cut you some slack, and take a break for all the battles you’ve won over them at this point in life. Instead, those creeping doubts become something more like perpetual, rent-free tenants in your brain poking holes through a sound mind whenever you give them an inch to squirm. That would make Full Blown Meltdown, a.k.a. the DIY-championing punk songwriter moniker of reformed metalcore guitarist Will Green, kind of like the landlord to them all on “Nothing Matters Anyway”, the first single from his debut album, Mollify. If you can’t beat them, then join them, and so he does in a manic confessional that doubles as an elder emo ode to aging and growing tired of never getting your shit together. “Oh fuck / We’re losing too much sand / Let’s flip / The hour glass again / And restart for what is this / Maybe the millionth time I failed,” his ego and id barb against one another over spikes of punk-pop riffs, ultra-caffeinated to maximize the spiral and at least turn it into a joyride. “My brain’s a prison cell / I’ve made my own personal hell,” he quips. It’s not sunshine and rainbows optimism, but then again, it’s not toxic positivity either. It’s about acknowledging how everything in the head sucks, and then turning that bad energy into a winning jam.

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Full Blown Meltdown’s Mollify will be released October 6th.

(Source: getalternative.com)