So The Midnight Echo used the word "anthemic" in their music submission and I was all crossed arms like "bro, you can't call yourself anthemic, that's anti-anthemic bro".
AND THEN I LISTENED AND THEN WHEN THE SONG ENDED I WAS ON TOP OF MY DESK WITH MY FISTED HANDS AT MY SIDES IN AN ENJOYABLY PURE FIT OF WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
I love when rock music makes me want to hop over household appliances and turn mops into swords and shit. Thirty Seconds to Mars is one of my weaknesses, and The Midnight Echo hit me on that 30STM nerve and while it's closer to a Blink 182 meets 30STM, I fucking love it.
Anthemic balls, amazing drums, vocal layers are fucking exciting and emotional, and I've listened to tit 4 times in 15 minutes and I think the way the drums are recorded alongside the crisp fucking vocals makes me want to never record music again. Holy fucking balls The Midnight Echo make me feel like I'm 17 and I'm mad at my parents for taking away my Blockbuster card. AND THEN COACH DERBY TOOK AWAY MY STARTING POSITION ON THE WATER POLO TEAM BECAUSE I GOT A TRAMP STAMP! JUST LET ME LIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
*note: i have never and will never play water polo. i am too husky and have smoked too many bongs to have that ability*
"Guide Me Home" is what was playing on my tape player when Mary Jo McBoobsies touched it for the first time. Mmmhmm. LET'S ALL DROP OUT OF HIGH SCHOOL AND BECOME BLOCKBUSTER EMPLOYEEEEEEEES!