“I’m not a fan. Really. I would rather call myself a proud listener”. These were the lines I mentioned in front of my (“full of himself”) brother last night (but I love my brother though. :)). Yes I love music (aside from the soulful voice of the one singing) and I love just how the artists share their talents… giving out what they’ve got but not being conceited or bigheaded, as what they say. It’s their passion so they deal with it and took some risks just to make their listeners/supporters happy and satisfied. I don’t even know how I became “that” supportive of their music. Some musical words just stayed on my mind and took me weeks having the “last song syndrome”. I’m not that hopeless romantic type for listening music. I just like the way they maintain their uniqueness for music among other bands. It comes naturally from their mind, experience and real life emotions. You might think I love them because of their good-looking faces, well, don’t blame me or them, it’s their parents fault (HAHA! ;)). They’re rockers, so it’s a plus factor. And you don’t call them pogi-rock band. They just have the best fans in the world, mostly, gorgeous girls. They have my loyalty! HAHA =D
