Nic Palmer Flips the Script on the Starving Artist Trope With a High-Octane Live Anthem
Nic Palmer lets a room breathe on Look Dad I’m a Rockstar and you can practically smell the stale coffee and heated vacuum tubes. The choice to track this with a living and breathing ensemble gives it a jagged edge and a raw immediacy that most bedroom-produced pop-punk lacks because the drums don’t follow a grid and […]
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