![]() ![]() Plus, Weird! featured collaborations with Imagine Dragons’ Dan Reynolds (“Original Me”) as well as Machine Gun Kelly and Travis Barker (“Acting Like That”). Consider his music well-studied in the world of Twenty One Pilots, where trap production can lay the foundation of a song primed for Warped Tour - or at least it would if Warped Tour still existed. ![]() Both 2018’s 21 st Century Liability and 2020’s Weird! are odes to the legions of self-described outsiders who see themselves in his eclectic approach to pop-punk. Their spirit is exactly mine… and there’s a lot of soulless music. I found a community just like me - not in terms of gender or whatever, but their spirit. He educated himself on Steely Dan, Queen, David Bowie, and others for the older, classic rock obsessed cohort who’d test him in the shop. As a teen, he listened to The Smiths and Arctic Monkeys while reading NME. It’s there where he developed an insatiable curiosity for music. “Every failed band would work in my dad's shop.” “They were grim reapers,” he says of those guitars. Rex and his dad owned a guitar shop he didn’t want to inherit. He learned to play guitar in childhood - easy enough, since his grandfather, Rick Harrison, once performed with T. The question is: Do you believe him? Do you even care? Or do you walk away?Īccording to folklore, shortly after Harrison was born in Doncaster (a large minister town in South Yorkshire), England, a photo was taken of him outside the hospital holding a ukulele with the Beatles painted on the body, as if to signify his future artistic aspirations. Don’t go near him, honey, he’s a bit tapped…’” Everyone was like ’He’s a bit wrong, that kid. Those kids are my energy, my heartbeat, my blood, my war, my coffee, my fucking sex. ![]() I’d fucking shake me hips and fucking be a pop star It’s about a movement, a culture, a way of being. “I fucking hate that word - they ain’t me fans,” he tells SPIN in his thick Yorkshire accent at a nearby office, one hour before his Washington Square set. Here is a wildly popular internet phenomenon who has found a way to grow his fan base through old school word-of-mouth, live performance and spectacles without relying on flash-in-the-pan viral hits. Under the arch, Yungblud blasts through a few spirited, acoustic pop-rock singles - a nasty love song (“Strawberry Lipstick”), an anti-authoritarian anthem (“Parents”), the “Smells Like Teen Spirit”-inspired alienation paean (“Fleabag”), an exorcism in angst (“Kill Somebody”) - and disappears 20 minutes later, leaving lingering impressions on both the newly informed crowd and his loyal supporters (mostly women and rainbow flag-waving LGBTQIA+ youth, in this instance). He hands out tickets to his sold-out show, undoubtedly to the dismay of some audience members expecting a stunt from a digital influencer. He’s buoyant - red and black dyed hair, a wide Hot Topic Joker mouth and even bigger smile - bouncing through songs to fans wielding “Spit in my mouth!” signs. Curiosity, it seems, has kept her there - and her father hoists her atop his shoulders, eager to watch.ĭominic Richard Harrison, the Gen Z alt-hero who records under the musical moniker Yungblud, appears from a black SUV, yesterday’s mascara smeared under his brow like a high-fashion smokey eye. She nods, the way you do when you don’t totally know what someone said but want to articulate understanding. “Excuse me, miss, but who is that?” she asks, like a paid extra in a Marvel film minutes before Spider-Man descends. A young girl, no older than 8, pulls on my leather jacket. Those not in the know do their best to figure out what’s about to happen. But it’s a nice day - why not wait and see?”
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