Sellout: The Major-Label Feeding Frenzy That Swept Punk, Emo, and Hardcore (1994–2007)

by Dan Ozzi

‘That’s me. I’m a fucking weirdo. I also don’t belong anywhere else. Maybe I belong at these shows.’”

the things I thought were important back then turned out not to be important. And isn’t that just life, right?

I think I should’ve pulled out the stops and lived in the moment I was in, and not the moment I was afraid of being in.

With some frequency, go out with your people—your close people—and go: Isn’t this great?