This album documents a reconfiguration of my life. It documents things I’ve found myself disconnected from and a sense of disenchantment that has seemed to grow naturally. I’m bored with trying to be famous and I realized who I want to be as an artist. Becoming some celebrity isn’t going to fix me. If they throw a parade when I die and nobody comes I wont even be there to see it, so who cares? I realized who’s in my corner and that I don’t need to worry about anyone who’s not and that the only thing I need to worry about is minding my own business. I realized moving back to San Francisco isn’t gonna fix my problems, it’s just gonna prevent me from having new experiences and that makes my life more predictable and safe and you don’t grow when you’re comfortable.
Everything about this album is about my discomfort. Everything from working with a producer for the first time to bringing a full band in to help flesh these songs out. From finding peace living somewhere I never thought i’d live, to realizing I’ll probably be there for a long time. Its about being honest and showing people how I really feel. Sometimes those things manifest as a joke – but I promise it’s really very serious business to me.
RUDE is exactly what it sounds like. Im still just as pissed off as I was when I was a kid, but now I’m annoyed and I dont give a fuck what anyone thinks of me. I realized a bunch of the artists I looked up to as a kid were just selling a product. Danzigs not a satanist and Glen Mattock wasn’t an anarchist; they were on major labels. So fuck them and fuck you too.
