Brian Molko (right) and Stefan Olsdal (left).
Formed in '94 by these two goofs.
This is one band I don't have a lot of history with (yet).
I may have heard songs of theirs on the radio back in the day?
I say this because when I heard their stuff online it sounded familiar. Who knows?
All I know for sure is that I heard Placebo in a lot of AMVs in the late 00s - early '10s.
The one that sticks out to me the most was a-
well...
Rory/Doctor - 'Every you, every me' edit xD.
(In my defense, the edits were way better than Moffat's actual run, lol)
I also distinctly remember hearing Protege-moi. But from where remains a mystery lost to time...
In mid to late '10s my friend reminded me of them. While I still thought it sounded
great, it was still too soon since I last heard them and too different from my current obsession:
BUCK-TICK!!!
(And deep-diving into kote/early vis kei in general.)
In winter '22-'23 I stared listening to them again. I don't remember what sparked the interest initially, but when I heard they were playing in SF that spring I really delved deep for the first time. I bought my tickets in Feb. and eagerly awaited May. I saw other bands in the meantime like: - Depeche Mode (more on that on their page!) - Evanescense - Watsky For the first time in my life I was going to concerts!! What an exciting time that was. It felt so right and so me. Unfortunetly I had bought my ticket thru AXS. Unlike ticket master (which reminded me a MILLION times), AXS did not send me any sort of notification to remind me when it was. My ADHD ass completely mixed up the day. I beleive it was the 19th. I was listening to them on the bus to school. I got so excited because I believed the concert was that coming weekend. I open AXS to check. NOTHING. I panic a little, but figure it's either a connection issue or they simply want to advertise other concerts to go to. I refresh. Again. AGAIN. A G A I N ! ! ! I look it up online. I see almost no info on it. One page pulls up... I MISSED IT! I pause, 'The Bitter End.' How ironic. Turn off the screen. fuck. Fuck. FUCKKKKKK!!! GODDAMMIT SHIT FUCK Full of dread and regret, stomach anchored to the ground I try not to have a panic attack. The bus gets to college. I must decend and try to act normal the rest of the day... Even now, writing this, it pains me to remember. But it feels good to get it out. Despite this, it was still the easiest band to write about because my history is still reletavly short.