If Glastonbury is as diverse as it says it is, then why the fuss about Metallica?

Glastonbury has always been a festival that has played on its diversity of music. Rock, Dance, Hip Hop, World, Psychedelic, House, Folk, Trance, Country. But, never Heavy Metal. How can a festival that stands for inclusion, openness and goodwill have such blatant disregard to one genre of music? A genre of music that is one of the world’s most loved and best supported.

When sourcing headliners for this year’s event, Michael Eavis seemed to have two in the bag pretty early on. However, the third proved elusive. Was it Prince? Was it Kanye? It was neither. It was Metallica. Whether or not the organisers put all their eggs in one basket on one or two acts in particular is open for debate but Metallica answered the call willingly and with two fingers at the ready for the inevitable music trolls.

So, why will Metallica be great this weekend? Having been a ginormous fan of the Thrash-Metallers for the best part of 13 years I will try to explain this in a nutshell. Live, they are unbeatable. Can you imagine your 50-year-old self kicking the crap out of a double bass drum pedal for the best part of two hours 200 nights a week? Age hasn’t stopped them and they’re as exciting, talented and flawless on the stage as they were during their Master of Puppets days. I can also guarantee Metallica will be one of the loudest acts Glastonbury will play host to this weekend-if not THE loudest. When headlining Reading Festival 08′, Lars Ulrich paid the (hefty) fine for breaking through the decibel limit before a note was even played just so they could be the loudest ones there. I had massive respect to them for that and, as a result, it was one of the greatest live performances I have ever seen. I have seen a few.

Even though I have heaps more of examples of why Metallica will be the greatest thing you lucky Glastonbury-going bastards will get to see this weekend, at the risk of you all switching off (if you haven’t already) I will end on this. Don’t judge Metallica for what you think they stand for. Don’t judge them on their Napstar embarrassment. Don’t judge them on their dodgy Be Here Now-esque period in the 90’s (which I think was actually pretty good). Don’t judge them for that piece of shite they called St Anger. And, try not to judge James Hetfield on his all-round American-ness. Judge them on what you see this weekend, either from in front of the Pyramid Stage or on BBC Three. They are one of the greatest live bands the world has ever seen, emphasis on ‘ARE’. You will leave their set with adrenaline and excitement and without the ability to hear anything for the next two weeks.

And, as Michael Eavis will say was his plan all along, you will leave Glastonbury on Monday having truly sampled the diversity of music, and not just the bland, Radio 1 version of it.


Preview: Cardiff City vs Arsenal

It is difficult to criticise what Cardiff City have done tactically this season under the orchestration of Malky Mackay. Often they have been playing with the same intensity and fighting spirit that won them the Championship last season and although that strategy probably won’t win as many games as it did then it has at the very least turned them into a competitive outfit.

Up until now one of the few shortcomings of this side has been that these gritty and valiant types of performances haven’t been offering much in return as far as points are concerned. This, after all, is what will keep Cardiff City in the Premier League. However, November has seen a slight turnaround in fortunes with performances beginning to be rewarded. Arguably the catalyst for this was the dogged and fierce performance that resulted in a sensational win against rivals Swansea City to which was built upon with an historic performance against Premier League title holders, Manchester United. When watching the game it was difficult to tell which team had won which championship last season.

In the same relentless fashion that British football fans have become so accustomed to with the Premier League this Saturday sees another title challenging side make its way to the Cardiff City Stadium. Arsenal’s title credentials are spreading from spectator to spectator wilder than November’s seasonal winter cold and not before too long could be too far ahead to tag. When talking to Arsenal.com this week Arsene Wenger said: “They look to have good solidarity, good togetherness,” adding that Cardiff City are a side who are “all on the same wave length.” If the Bluebirds are going to take any points off this side then there are a few things they will need to do, and do well.

Tactical discipline

This is arguably the area in which Cardiff are strongest. Honing this skill to the degree that they have not only shows their hard work on the training pitch but it also speaks very highly of their relationship with each other off of it. Good tactical discipline requires 11 players all talking to one another, knowing each other’s role almost as well as their own and the willingness to track back should a team mate slip up. A case could be made that this is as much a testament to Malky Mackay’s former head of recruitment, Iain Moody. A sound relationship throughout an entire squad doesn’t happen by accident.

The home side will hope that this will count for something when Ozil, Wilshere and the mesmerising Aaron Ramsay begin to link up and Arsenal start to shift through the gears. Whether or not Arsenal’s quality becomes too much to handle for a team as well-organised as Cardiff remains to be seen.

Don’t go to sleep

When the referee’s watch meets the 70 minute mark and Cardiff City’s legs begin to tire after valiantly keeping out Arsenal for over an hour, in front of the Canton Stand Aaron Ramsay will play a one-two with Carzorla and break his former team’s hearts as he slides the ball into the bottom right hand corner. Arsenal will spend the rest of the game picking off the gaps in the Cardiff defence and end the game with a flattering score line and Wenger’s game plan will have been executed masterfully. Cardiff City can’t allow this to happen. Aside from a 25-yard screamer this could likely be the avenue to another three Arsenal points and it is imperative that the back four captained by Steven Caulker maintain complete concentration for the entire 90+ minutes.

Set Pieces

Just as losing concentration at the back is arguably Arsenal’s best chance of nicking a goal, a set piece could be Cardiff’s best chance of seeing the ball in the back of the net at the other end of the pitch. Goals as classy as Fraizer Campbell’s last Sunday have been few and far between for the South Wales club but their effectiveness from a dead ball situation has often been highlighted as their best attacking ploy. Blessed with the delivery of a host of players, namely Peter Whittingham, Cardiff City will have to make this count and put the sword to Arsenal’s sometimes questionable zonal marking strategies. Expect Turner and Caulker to make their impressions felt in the 18 yard box come 3pm however; a fairy tale awaits a certain 6ft 4in Danish centre forward who has just returned from a lengthy spell from the side-lines. The gloriously named Andreas Cornelius is in the hunt for his first Cardiff City goal and it may come sooner rather than later.

Keep it tight, but play for the win!

One of the most impressive elements that Cardiff City took away from the draw with Man Utd was that the game finished with both sides sharing possession almost 50/50. This was because the home team took the game to a United side who so far this season have looked out of their comfort zone under Moyes. Now, Arsenal are a different outfit but if Wenger’s comments this week are to be believed that last Sunday’s result has “set alarm bells ringing” then there’s a chance that the Bluebirds could catch the away team on the back foot.

Mackay has realised that sitting back and defending for the entire game whilst hoping for a bit of luck at the other end isn’t utilising his side’s biggest strength; the home crowd. Pressing high up the pitch and going forward with intent when in possession will raise the roof off the Cardiff City Stadium which so far has been enough to stifle the two Manchester titans. Will it be enough to scare off the Gunners?

A Sporadic Diet; Strange YouTube Habits; Mum’s Cooking; This Can Only Mean One thing-Postgraduate Unemployment

Finding a job is just a pain in the arse. I constantly feel deflated, unmotivated and like I’m swiftly digressing into an inescapable slump. I’ve only really properly been unemployed for little over three weeks but everything and everyone is driving me crazy.

To add to this, my day to day routines are getting weirder and weirder as time goes on. I get up usually between 11-12pm after an uninterrupted 10 hours of sleep and put together some sort of breakfast. Now, with it almost being midday I use this as an excuse to abandon the traditional rules of what  breakfast should consist of and raid every cupboard for something both quick, tasty and at an absolute push, nutritional (but only if I wake up in a really,  REALLY productive mood). After chewing on stray bits of processed ham and stale digestives I switch on my laptop and convince myself that in five minutes time when I’ve ‘properly’ woken up I’ll find the career of my dreams and shoot off the application to die for whilst sat unashamedly in the clothes I’ve slept in. 20 minutes later YouTube will finally have loaded up and I’ll be looking for unseen Will Ferrell clips or watching anything GTA  related.

In fact, a true measure of how deliriously bored I have become is to look at my search history on YouTube in the last week. What began as momentary lapses of concentration catching up on last weekend’s Premiership highlights swiftly turned into 20 minute periods of procrastination watching old Family Guy and South Park clips. This wasn’t bad at all really and by no means would I consider this as inefficient use of my time-everyone needs a break. However, what could have been considered as poor time management swiftly relegated into a category labelled ‘alarming behaviour’. Last Thursday I watched a two hour long video called ‘Asia’s Best Rollercoasters’. If I become a serial killer mark this as the moment where it ‘all went wrong’.

As the day continues I avert my attention from the less productive parts of the internet and hit all avenues I can in search of anywhere that might have me do work for them for five days a week, 50 weeks a year for any salary at all. The fact that I’m still not 100% sure what I want to do gives me a pretty sizable criteria of positions to think about. But, I’ve found that instead of looking at each job vacancy with an open mind and a degree of enthusiasm I just find lists of jobs I’m positive I’ll either be useless at or mind-fuckingly bored doing.  This more prolific point in my day ends pretty much as quickly as it started by which time quiz hour is about to begin. I take my place on my sofa with a cup of tea and fester as I flick between BBC’s ‘Pointless’ and ITV’s ‘The Chase’. Tearfully I wish I was back at university living in the filth of five lads as opposed to the tedious neatness of my mum’s living room. Before I know it my mum gets back from work and makes me my one and only proper meal of the day which, in all honesty, is a pleasure to behold. A few hours of crap TV later I go to bed ready to repeat the whole routine the next morning.

It has occurred to me that successful job hunting isn’t necessarily about what positions and opportunities are out there but about how you shape your attitude before you get stuck in. I’m the kind of person who can quickly fall into a rut and sink into a state of complete demotivation and laziness if I’m not active or without a mountain of work in front of me. I’m like a shark; I’ll die if I stop swimming. So, the last few days I’ve been doing things a bit differently. I’ve re-joined a gym to keep me active and to hopefully get my brain off its arse and back into gear. I grabbed a huge role of paper I found in my garage and mapped out what my targets are, what I’ve accomplished so far and what resources I’ve got at my disposal. Being able to visualise the task at hand in front of my eyes rather than feeling surrounded by the whole thing has completely changed my approach to finding not just a job but a career. The result of this is that I have found several positions I am now obsessed with and am confident I could be great at.

Having been in the parameters of education since the age of four years old, it’s daunting to find yourself on your own and with the task of forging the stepping stones of a path you which will lead you through the most important decade of your life. But, to be honest, if things like procrastination, boredom and insanity don’t come naturally to you during this time then when will it because it’s these things that are driving me to get a job and leave home for good. Flood your veins with caffeine and try and be as resourceful as you can; the journey up the slope can be just as quick to climb as it is to slide down.

The Return of the Don

This week saw the release of each Premier League side’s lists featuring the 25 players that they will be picking their squads from until January when they are allowed to redraft their selections in time for the next transfer window. For Cardiff City this was the first time that such a rule had been imposed on them and it was up to Malky Mackay and his coaching staff to pull together the group of players that they felt could help them soar in the illustrious top flight. Three top record-breaking internationals and an envious selection of other young and promising talent to choose from meant that there was minimum speculation for Bluebirds fans when the squad was being picked.

However, the fringes of the team are where it became awkward. It was clear for all to see that players such as Etien Velikonja, Filip Kiss and Simon Lappin who weren’t anywhere near the side last season were hardly going to get anywhere near it this season. But, as an almost regular starter in 2012/13 season, Craig Conway must have felt that he had done enough to prove his worth at a higher level. Certainly more so than Don Cowie who despite only having rare glimpses in the first team last season now has two Premier League appearances to Conway’s zero and a solid place in Mackay’s 25 man squad.

So, what might this suggest about Cowie’s first team chances ahead of his debut campaign in the Premiership? Casting aside Craig Conway in favour of Don Cowie isn’t to say that the latter is likely to be seeing a whole lot of playing time this season-the arrival of Peter Odemwingie certainly proposes otherwise. But, Cowie can feel assured that although his impact on the first team last year may have been slightly whimpering, his impact from off the bench this season could perhaps be valuable to the side’s survival hopes. 79 and 83. The minutes in which the Scotsman entered the field of play in the last two games. If Cowie is to feature this season then it is probably going to be from off the bench. But, upon evidence, his ability to harrow and harass his opponents whilst being able to deliver a ball or two into the box are what could win points for City this season. His excellent delivery onto the head of Frazier Campbell as he got his second of the game against Manchester City was the difference between an historic victory and a gut wrenching late equaliser (and if the past were to repeat itself maybe even a late Man City winner).

Dogged performances like the one against Everton are going to need to be evident throughout the season, particularly away from home. And, this is why Don Cowie all of a sudden finds himself back in contention for the Cardiff City jersey once again. His discipline, his raw fitness at the age of 30 and his willingness to get his studs in as well as get the ball down are what Malky Mackay felt was of more benefit to his team than that of which the likes of Craig Conway had to offer. It might have crossed the former Inverness and Watford man ‘s mind that it could have been him that was going out the door this summer but as one closes another one opens and Cowie might just be the surprise package in the Welsh capital this season.

Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now

Half asleep, hungover and with five hours worth of alcohol hemorrhaging out of my body in several painful ways, I unglue my eyelids and reboot into some form of life. My phone alarm announces that I set it an hour too early which means I can afford an extra half hour or so in bed before I make the walk to Uni. I pull the covers back over my head and reach down to swipe my iPod off the floor. It isn’t there. I reach around some more and feel for my wallet-about three notes skinnier than when it left the house last night-and then my house key.

The reality is that I was burgled last night. Three laptops, two iPods, two phones and one Xbox. Not a bad haul. Almost immediately I grasp my Blackberry to inform my Mum, my Dad and my Brother, how that will rectify the situation I do not know but at the very least I could get some sympathy from them. In unison their replies come in, I go for my Dad’s text first. “Not to worry, I’ve got a spare 17″ Mac Book Pro knocking around the house somewhere. I’ll put it in the post today”. Then my Mum. “I’m so sorry to hear that, love. But, just this morning a box of brand new iPods fell off the back of a lorry and the driver let me keep them. I’ll put five in the post just in case you lose four more before Christmas”. And lastly, my Brother. “Twat”.

If Only.

In unison their replies come in, I go for my Dad’s text first. “How much work have you lost?” Then my Mum. “Is your work backed up?” Then my Brother. “Prick”. Those weren’t the trending topics in my brain at that moment though they prbably should have been. What I was really worrying about were questions such as how am I going to survive without my iPod? What the hell was I going to listen to on the way to Uni? What will the burglars think when they see that the last thing I listened to was Ronan Keating? I sank back into my bed laying in dread and tried, and tried, and tried to come to terms with what I had lost. Not only an extremely expensive possession but one of the most personal items I owned, or at least used to own. As sad as it may sound it felt like my best friend had been kidnapped. Gagged, beaten, and thrown into the back of van. If there’s a randsom I’ll pay it.

I showered, I ate breakfast and I got dressed with a few tears along the way. I opened my front door and the breeze blew in a colder and harsher wind than usual. I Stepped off my doorstep and landed my foot into a brown, deep puddle where puddles have not been known to gather. I look out toward the horizon and see the building of my first lecture approximately three miles away. I may as well be walking to Mordor because without my silver companion all my trips become journeys. The wind stang my ears and my sock remained soaked until I reached my building. Lonely and hungover; it was the worst walk of my life. Throughout the day I gripped my phone tight and listened out for phone calls from the police and the insurance company as they passed on harrowing updates on mine and my housemates stolen possessions. They were already being trafficked around West Yorkshire by the time lunch had passed and it finally dawned on me. Liam Neeson I am not, I had to say goodbye. I was lucky to find a friend who lived nearby to walk back home with me at the end of the day. Shaking and pale skinned I was a shadow of the man I had once been but somehow I had to recover.

10 days on and I find myself desparately trying to remember life as the owner of an iPod. The walk into Uni has gotten progressively easier though it is still an excruciating part of my day. My friends say they now recognise me as my usual self, happy and chirpy and pleasant to be around. The panic attacks have also stopped. Music becomes such a vital part of life that it can sometimes be taken for granted. It has the ability to alter or enhance any mood and can sweep you from wherever you are into a much happier place in seconds. It is WD40 for the brain. Keep it safe and back up your music, it is the most loyal friend you will find. I miss you.

Cardiff City, the Redbirds?

After a whimpering performance at the Boleyn Ground earlier this evening a rumour was leaked that Cardiff City F.C were to be ‘re-branded’.

The news broke on City messageboards that following a full takeover from Vincent Tan the famous blue of Cardiff City was to transform to red. It was also suggested that this would include a new badge and most significantly of all the demise of the beloved bluebird for a dragon. Subsequently, the CCS would also adapt to the new changes transforming the seats and cladding to match the club’s new theme.

However, the message that broke online also stated that Mackay would receive extensive transfer funds alongside plans for a multimillion pound training facility.

Although this adds great promise to Cardiff City’s future the idea of ditching the blue as well as the club’s famous identity seems to show a complete disregard to their fabulous history that has seen momentous victories against the likes of Real Madrid as well as an FA Cup final win.

Whether or not these rumours prove to be true Vincent Tan can be assured that Cardiff City’s passionate fan base will not be happy about these plans and they will undoubtedly get their voices heard. The next few days will be huge for the club.

Pure Love-‘Bury My Bones’

On Wednesday 25thApril the new single premiering ex-Gallows front man Frank Carter’s Pure Love was released to the world in Daniel P Carter’s Rock Show on Radio 1. Anticipation for the track entitled ‘Bury My Bones’ had been spreading ever since the singer announced he would be leaving Gallows at Sonisphere festival back in July 2011. In that time no one has been able to figure out if Pure Love would appeal to the Punk fans or the Rock fans. As of last Wednesday now we know.

Frank Carter saying goodbye to Gallows fans in 2011

The differences between Carter’s first love and his new affair are recognisable in the very first second. To begin with, the tempo has been brought down to a steady jog as opposed to the chaotic sprint Gallows were famed for. It’s the drums that are the first sample we get of Pure Love but despite being played at marching pace they’re still loud as hell. So far so good. Next to enter is the guitar. The dirty Strat sound indigenous to Punk has been swapped for classic Les Paul distortion. Reaction up to this point has led many make comparisons to novelty Metal band ‘The Darkness’ and it’s at this point faithful Gallows fans begin to cringe.

However, Frank Carter’s previously hidden ability to sing carries the entire song from mediocrity to a genuinely successful Rock song. Carter’s message in the verse of leaving behind his crippling anger and embracing optimism is staggeringly clear illustrating to fans that this is a man enlightened rather than wretched and angry.

The chorus continues with these themes yet dark and sinister undertones of death still lie beneath suggesting that the essence of what made Frank Carter so admired is still his driving force.

"Wretched and angry"

It has to be said that Bury My Bones has audiences split. Gallows fans were hoping for the original formula for which they sculpted their identity from yet new fans are excited at a Frank Carter everyone can enjoy. The jury is still out on Pure Love but there’s still a battle to be fought for the freckled singer but would he have it any other way?

What do you think?

The Milk-interview

Interview with The Milk for Wireless Magazine including a live acoustic version of their single ‘Broke Up The Family’.

The Milk

It’s Friday afternoon and it’s getting closer and closer to 5 o clock. The courtyard underneath Nation of Shopkeepers, a thriving bar situated bang in Leeds city centre is filling rapidly with people who have made an early dash from work. Joining them are four lads from Wickford, Essex who are on the 12th date of their first ever UK tour that climaxes at London’s Scala. The show has been sold out for weeks. Tonight however, they are playing to another audience who they are yet to introduce themselves to on the live stage though the crowds gathering outside are more than acquainted with them. It’s West Yorkshire’s turn tonight to play host for the country’s most exciting new band of the year, The Milk.

After failing as a Punk band The Milk dropped the Rock n’ Roll look and went back to what had been there most powerful influence from day one, Soul. “We thought that it would be really interesting if a group of white guys from Essex tried to do something quite soulful but contemporary,” said singer and guitarist Rick Nunn. Though their love for Soul and Motown was obvious there wasn’t anywhere in their town where they could share it with others so they decided to do something about it. They wrote songs that had people on their feet before they even knew it. By the time the 2nd go of the chorus came round they were singing words back to the band they didn’t even realise they’d memorised. “It’s a crazy feeling because we’re miles from home and think that no one’s heard of us and when you get a great reaction it’s beautiful,” tells bassist Luke Ayling.

The Milk aren’t another misogynistic, wannabe ‘live for the weekend lad band’ rather than a tight and well rehearsed foursome that play the good music your parents used to play when you were too young to choose the cd’s for the car. Nunn’s supreme, bellowing vocals do justice to the legacy left behind by the best historic Soul singers. Accompanied by three backing singers on drums, guitar and bass The Milk appear as the Indie alternative to The Commitments. “We offer something a bit different from the average indie band,” Ayling claims.

Having seen the reaction the band have been getting across England, Scotland, Wales and Ireland it’s amazing to think that this is there first time playing outside of London. “Our only regional gigs have been in London. It’s the first time we’ve had a reaction outside a room full of our mates,” says drummer Dan Legresley. Ayling adds, “It’s a crazy feeling because we’re miles from home and think that no one’s heard of us and when you get a great reaction it’s beautiful”. It has even gotten to the point where the crowd begins to get excited even before Nunn starts singing. Aside from a bit of local radio air play the band have had to rely on the Internet to get their name out. Music videos for ‘(All I Wanted Was) Danger’ and ‘Broke Up The Family’ (which will be the bands new single set to be released on April 2nd) being available on Youtube has been their biggest success yet for reaching new fans with nearly 300,000 views between them. Fast forward almost a year and The Milk are getting ready to get their first album out but this time with some help from Sony.

As well as this, critical acclaim for the band has been exceptional up to this point with extremely positive reviews from The Sun, The Guardian and from NME who said The Milk are “the next band you all should be paying attention to”. If this wasn’t enough they also battled alongside Jessie J and Bruno Mars at the UK Festival Awards last summer for Best Breakthrough Artist. In response to how they are dealing with such enormous hype Nunn stated that, “It’s a dream job, there’s nothing to be upset about or moan about, there’s nothing to grumble about, there’s nothing to be down about, it’s all good. Its just part of the job”.

If you can’t make the next 16 dates of The Milk’s first UK tour don’t fear because if you’re heading to any festivals this summer you’re likely to hear them (most recently they have just been announced for T in The Park alongside The Stone Roses and Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds).

When asked what would make 2012 a successful year for The Milk guitarist Mitch Ayling said he wanted a number one album, well, they’re on the right track.

Broke Up The Family is out on April 2nd

Benny Banks

How do you make your name in a city flooded with artists who strive to prove that they are better than the rest, who are determined to work every waking hour promoting themselves and who are transfixed with the thought of success? It can’t be easy but the Hip-Hop scene in London is in fruition with rappers like Plan B, Professor Green and Wretch 32 already having emerged as leaders of the class. As record labels continue to sift through the boroughs of London like miners hunting for jewels every now and then they come across a gem and the question is being asked once more, have they just struck gold with this new artist?

Benny Banks, who as of winter 2011 signed for Warner Music Group owned label 679 Records, is being tipped as the next big thing to come out of the capital. His short career so far has seen him find significant critical acclaim with singles ‘Ride or Die’ and in particular, ‘Bada Bing’ which has featured massively on urban music channels and radio stations across the country. In just two years Banks has managed to uncover his talents and push himself to the top of the pile. His journey from the bottom however, is something he won’t be forgetting any time soon.

“I just put my music out and it did which is lucky”.

Growing up in Islington, North London, like so many of his age in the area motivation and inspiration were hard to come by. Banks, real name Benjamin O’Leary, was desperate to find somewhere to direct his focus, to find himself a goal and to work as hard as he could to achieve it. When music came calling his future looked set and when he found a manager to keep him on track the name Benny Banks began to surge into the spot light.

“I think for me it’s been patient but for everyone else it’s been quite fast. I’ve wanted it for a long time”.

It was one thing building up his reputation around North London but if he was to achieve the levels of success he seemed destined for he knew it would take more than that. In 2010 Banks appeared on 1Xtra’s ‘fire in the booth’ which featured the widely acclaimed London Hip-Hop artist, Charlie Sloth. His performance on the show took him to the next level and interest in his music grew rapidly. The press in the urban music industry sat up for the first time and took notice of the lad who had only discovered his own talent little under a year ago. He was featured in leading UK Hip-Hop publications such as MTV Wrap Up and RWD Magazine as well as urban TV station SBTV before getting airplay on his single ‘Bada Bing’ on Radio 1. However, despite his growing popularity and fame in the London urban music scene he still remembers what keeps him different from the rest and what keeps his fans interested. “I think they can relate to the fact that I just want to be a rapper and not an image. I try to keep myself busy and that’s what I’m used to”.

Banks sites his mum, his manager and his daughter as his driving force behind his music career as well as his inspiration to succeed. His struggles of raising a child at a young age and growing up without a dad are all subjects that feature prominently in his songs. Perhaps this is what makes Benny Banks so appealing. There is honesty in his lyrics which become inviting to listeners who have gone through similar experiences.

Achieving the status of a signed artist was Banks’ biggest goal and now it would seem he needs a new one. “I just want to be successful. There are different measures of success and as long as I can pay my bills I’ll be smiling at the end of the year”.