"I was burned out. I think I was just exhausted. It was a very intense five years. We didn't stop. It was constant touring, constant writing, recording"
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Burnout reads like a polite word until someone like Roger Andrew Taylor stacks the receipts: exhausted, intense, constant. The repetition is the point. “Constant touring, constant writing, recording” isn’t just a schedule; it’s a treadmill disguised as a dream. Taylor’s phrasing drains glamour from the rock-myth machine by listing the labor the myth depends on. No drugs-and-debauchery confessional, no melodrama. Just the blunt physics of output.
The intent feels twofold: to explain a personal breaking point and to quietly rebuke an industry that treats momentum as morality. “We didn’t stop” isn’t triumphal; it’s diagnostic. It hints at a culture where stopping equals failure, where rest threatens relevance, where a band’s identity becomes a production line. Even the shift from “I” to “we” matters. He’s locating his burnout inside a collective enterprise: the band, the crew, the label expectations, the audience appetite. Individual collapse becomes the predictable cost of a group brand running at full throttle.
Contextually, this is the post-60s/70s rock economy hardening into a modern content cycle: tour to sell records, release records to justify tours, repeat until the body vetoes the plan. Taylor’s understatement makes it land. By refusing poetic anguish, he makes the exhaustion feel more credible and more indicting. The subtext is the real horror: success didn’t save them from the grind; it intensified it.
The intent feels twofold: to explain a personal breaking point and to quietly rebuke an industry that treats momentum as morality. “We didn’t stop” isn’t triumphal; it’s diagnostic. It hints at a culture where stopping equals failure, where rest threatens relevance, where a band’s identity becomes a production line. Even the shift from “I” to “we” matters. He’s locating his burnout inside a collective enterprise: the band, the crew, the label expectations, the audience appetite. Individual collapse becomes the predictable cost of a group brand running at full throttle.
Contextually, this is the post-60s/70s rock economy hardening into a modern content cycle: tour to sell records, release records to justify tours, repeat until the body vetoes the plan. Taylor’s understatement makes it land. By refusing poetic anguish, he makes the exhaustion feel more credible and more indicting. The subtext is the real horror: success didn’t save them from the grind; it intensified it.
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