If Musings Were Confidential?

I’d certainly be painted as more off the rails than I am. As for confidentiality, I mean, some of them absolutely are (the aforementioned), but I’ve decided to bite the bullet about one or two with new Waterparks releasing today - why not! As my tattoo artist would say, “Who gaf? Not me, babes.”

I think, this is quite frankly the most reasonable and tame thing that Awsten could’ve written considering the last two years of internet history the man has been involved in. I can’t stand half of your fans either, I’m sorry. Other bands do not have to deal with fans saying “the baby is kicking” (professionally referencing this will be the end of me, I think) at a meet and greet line. I’m sorry to Awsten Knight and I’ve never really wronged the man other than not having a better handle on the Canon in the HOB photo pit when I was at that show.

It’s been wild to be adjacent to it as a fan of the music/band themselves for several years and I couldn’t imagine living any aspect of it….wait a minute… I have been! I cannot publicly express how funny it will be to me to be serving papers to a line written about the price of a protective order. While Red Guitar simply was not for me, this is. I’ve been living this song a bit - unfortunately - for the last give or take… two years as well. The irony is not lost on me. Unfortunately for horrific people, my community does not mess with abusers and creeps.

This is produced in such a fun way - I love the myriad of fun samples always hidden in new Waterparks. It’s a blast to pick out and dissect, and I’d love to see these guys’ sample packs and settings.

Either way, I think the song in full serves as a fun little tarot pull for a few folks it be a lesson or a warning - don’t be weird to people and their partners, please. Band or not, just a tad bit of respect on humanity? Less made up relationships, less lice in the pit, less….. less of all that.

Thanks!

CT