Apr 01, 2022 By Austin Saalman

By 2005, rock and roll had since breathed its final breath. Gone were the days of golden gods and spiders from Mars. Kurt Cobain was dead, The Smashing Pumpkins had since disbanded, and Bob Dylan was performing in Victoria’s Secret ads. The bleak reality, we feared, had at last settled in: no longer would we rock. In those frosty Bush-era dawns, the disheartened listener could only place their faith in the hands of fate, trusting that the tides would eventually turn and a revelation would appear from above. More