I came to notice that when I want to write my blogs I am always really pissed off. Doesn’t really give the best impression of myself really does it. Marked by truth, I am the complete opposite in person (or am I?), well I hope so anyways. I try at my level best and keep the pissed off angry part of myself away from my friends, families, acquaintance, etc. Everyone gets pissed off at many points and there is no reason why they should have to deal with my annoyances or issues.

In my music learning endeavor, there is this one particular factor that seems to always play an important role, fashion. It has always been seen, or being marketed (either by artists, rock bands, labels or fans) that a certain genre of music portrays a certain fashion style. Music and fashion always collide to make a genre statement.

Historically, the links between music and fashion are legendary. From designers Malcolm McLaren and Vivienne Westwood’s influence on the punk scene to Malaysia’s Jimmy Lim and his PJ Harvey-inspired collection to crossovers like P. Diddy’s Sean John label and the Blink 182-linked skatewear brand Famous Stars & Straps, trying to sort out where the music starts and the fashion stops is nearly impossible.

But I can’t help being disgusted by this fact. I am a guitarist and I play rock/metal music. Rock and roll (or any other genre for that matter) is art, and art is free expression. To imply that to express myself properly through the rock medium I must dress a certain way is ridiculous. What if Jimi Hendrix had conformed to the fashion trends of his era?

Being a great musician (rockstar, guitarist) has nothing to do with what you wear or look like. If anything, being a music hero is about being original and playing great music with some talent.

Fuck you poseurs!