A personal piece.
A few years a drew similar picture of a distressed looking punk girl, and it had this same title. I just wanted it to seem deep and meaningful without actually making it so. I loved all that hipster trash music that made you feel like a smokey coffee shop was magical and you were cool for being there.
Now I just kind of miss those unfettered nights I spend drawing that trash. I feel so busy, and I never touch my tablet anymore.