While everything in this review is subjective, the objective fact is that Roadie is just good. Period.
A beacon of hope in a scene ravaged by the pandemic.
Turns out I’m a sucker for corny clichés when they’re as slick and impassioned as “Autumn.”
The Provo Music Scene has lost a brilliant creator.
This is another major feature on a growing list of major press features.
These boys are gaining some epic momentum.
The BrightSlide emerges from this record with an identity of who they are and the kind of art they want to make – the most important thing a band could learn on their debut.
What if I told you that you could do music every day and still make a living?
My eyes, my eyes have been staring at the ceilingFor a while, for a while now my heart’s got this feelingMy eyes, my eyes, my eyes, there must be more for seeingAnd I know, and I know that everybody’s dreamingThey grow, they grow like titans or it seems andI know, I know I must be planted for a reason […]
Tossed out of heavenOut on the runI don’t know where we’re goingBut we’ve been coming undone for quite some time Oh don’t you give me those eyesCuz there’s no turning backAnd with forever on the lineI’m hoping heaven has the heart to cut us some slack Oh mother won’t you say a prayer A prayer […]