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Music should evolve as culture itself evolves. But nowadays it seems to work in a very opposite way. I went to see a band a few weeks ago, a sold-out show. The band was a group of fairly young people and the entire show sounded like some Gloria Gaynor disco record and the audience was loving it. They were just eating it up and they were so happy that it all sounded so familiar, like the radio they heard when their dads drove them to kindergarten every morning. They laughed and clapped and danced and drank beer and not one single person had to put any effort in thinking about creativity in the here and now. Lazy people and their Sex and the City box sets are powerless and depressing. Then there are the Roy Lichtensteins. The ones who find one aesthetic that they know they can be financially successful with, and they do that for the rest of their lives. I don’t know how they sleep at night. At the risk of sounding pompous, I must make it clear that GGD is not like this. Our favorite music doesn’t exist yet.

We recorded our first record after about a year of doing this, then shortly after recording, Nathan was struck by lightning on a rooftop in Chinatown and died. This was obviously a very intense thing for us, but very joyous in many ways as well because he had always wanted to be struck by lightning. When this particular storm rolled into the city, he made a point of going to the roof and offering himself to the sky, as he always did, and this time the sky obliged.