Ozma was my first concert—the first band I felt was important enough to seek out and watch. At the show, my friend and I ran into guitarist Ryen Slegr outside the bathroom, and, too young to distinguish between shades of fame, were starstruck.
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Read More“I feel like I’ve been broken up with,” I announced. “By my life.”
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