After a life-altering van accident that left his wife and bandmate recovering from severe brain trauma, Brandon Watkins is dead set on surviving together.
Norman. Everything you write, resonates. Thanks for sharing this and the go fund me link. I hope the extended hardcore scene, like myself, that might be unaware of the newer generation, will follow the go fund me link and give these guys the hardcore support they need. I just did after reading about a band I have never heard. May Madi have the most she can in her recovery.
Great interview! I've been following the YOTK and Madi story all summer. I can't help but think if something similar happened to my wife and I, it's a really scary thought. But I'm happy to hear Brandon is keeping his head up and continuing to be there for Madi, who it sounds is improving day-by-day. Excited for the YOTK future, and blasting No Love Lost all day today. Much love
I remember seeing about the wreck, the gofund me going around...all of this was such a punch in the gut. Thank you so much for such a wonderful, *caring* interview. I know I've said it before, but you have a gift for this. I'm so glad to hear the band is slowly recovering, and that Brandon and Madi are working their way through this together, no matter how non-linear it may be.
I was going to say I hope the scene will be there for them when they start to tour again, but I know they will be. If Year of the Knife wants to get back out there, no matter how long it takes, we'll be there for them.
"I’m also trying to manage everybody else because everybody wants to be here all the time, and it’s like, I can’t have you at my house all day long, you know what I mean?"
Goddamn, I felt that. I went through something different, but also extremely traumatic, with my partner years ago, and I remember our house being full of people who were ostensibly there to help, but I was spending more time managing them than anything else, and not taking care of myself. It was the first time I felt myself wonder "why are you here? To take care of us, or to soothe your own distress?" And that self-care just kept getting deferred.
Norman. Everything you write, resonates. Thanks for sharing this and the go fund me link. I hope the extended hardcore scene, like myself, that might be unaware of the newer generation, will follow the go fund me link and give these guys the hardcore support they need. I just did after reading about a band I have never heard. May Madi have the most she can in her recovery.
That’s amazing 🙏
I’ve half written a comment about heartache and the trauma of forced growing up. I’m at a loss but man, I felt a lot reading this.
Great interview! I've been following the YOTK and Madi story all summer. I can't help but think if something similar happened to my wife and I, it's a really scary thought. But I'm happy to hear Brandon is keeping his head up and continuing to be there for Madi, who it sounds is improving day-by-day. Excited for the YOTK future, and blasting No Love Lost all day today. Much love
I remember seeing about the wreck, the gofund me going around...all of this was such a punch in the gut. Thank you so much for such a wonderful, *caring* interview. I know I've said it before, but you have a gift for this. I'm so glad to hear the band is slowly recovering, and that Brandon and Madi are working their way through this together, no matter how non-linear it may be.
I was going to say I hope the scene will be there for them when they start to tour again, but I know they will be. If Year of the Knife wants to get back out there, no matter how long it takes, we'll be there for them.
"I’m also trying to manage everybody else because everybody wants to be here all the time, and it’s like, I can’t have you at my house all day long, you know what I mean?"
Goddamn, I felt that. I went through something different, but also extremely traumatic, with my partner years ago, and I remember our house being full of people who were ostensibly there to help, but I was spending more time managing them than anything else, and not taking care of myself. It was the first time I felt myself wonder "why are you here? To take care of us, or to soothe your own distress?" And that self-care just kept getting deferred.