sonofapunk

So I'm a successful musician.

"Are you rich, and famous, and played on the radio everywhere and in the tabloids?!"

If that's success to you, you should be processed for dog food.

I'm successful in terms of recognition, respect from my peers and mentors. I'm successful in terms of having everything I'll ever need at my disposal. I have all the contacts I'll ever need. My skills as a musician, as a writer, as a poet, as a lyricist, as a manager and as a human being, are so well honed, that it's just a matter of time 'til I become widely respected and recognized.

All thanks to hard work.

And all these things are good for you too, as the ultimate goal of all this is to make the world a better place. Through music, we can spread a positive message, even if the music is aggressive. Positive change can be incited through entertainment and an informative point-to-make.

We're on tour in two months.
We get a band house in under three months.
We're in the studio for a full-length in a matter of days.
We're set to play some pretty fucking rad festivals this year.
We're being sold everywhere (for pennies, not profit).
We're on radio stations around the world.

I can go on and on and on and on... But long story short: We're coming on up.

There isn't any fucking stopping us.