Pop punk or orgcore can be an exercise in futility. How do we use those tropes created by our predecessors to create something that is wholly original? It’s a subgenre marred by the ecstasies of youth, in which tired put upon cliched lines become insulting. Songs become too obvious, without any obscuring of emotions. There’s “heart on your sleeve” and then there’s the random drunk stranger who tells you his life story when you’re just trying to hang with your […]