Artists don’t have to grow up with me. They have no obligation to do anything other than whatever the fuck they want. In fact, I prefer they do precisely that. But as a fan, it’s difficult for me to keep following a band if they’re not growing up with me. Sure, I can put on an old punk record for nostalgic value and be able to fully rock out to it, but I can’t relate to it anymore. I’m not that angry teenager anymore. I can still put on NIN’s “Broken” and rock the fuck out when the mood strikes, but as a 35 year old who is in a decent place in his life, songs like “Wish” doesn’t speak to me the way it did 20 years ago. […]