Disco is Dead

When I began work on Dissociation my intention was for it to be a celebration of the Toad Disco persona that I had created for myself. What it ended up being was more of a eulogy. Transferring to a school further away from home, living in a room with limited space and the constant presence of other people, I felt musically disabled. I was used to working in solitude, and I'm still most efficient when left alone. I learned to adapt, but my methods were growing tiresome. Still, I had had my fill of merely being Alex Tedesco and I yearned to be The Toad Disco full-time once more. To me The Toad Disco was music. The thirst I felt in the previous year was still intact, but the means were not. I needed to be The Toad Disco once again. I needed to escape the crippling mundanity that my life had become, and persists in being. I was going to create an ode to escapism; to The Toad Disco. I had been writing songs on acoustic guitar for awhile but I was saving those for something bigger. I had to construct these new tunes in true Toad Disco fashion, building each track piece by piece, not really knowing where it was going until it got there. For instance, I never intended for "Human Eyes" to end in black metal squall. I suppose I knew it was time for The Toad Disco to call it a day when this approach began to grow frustrating. There was never any turning back. I was limiting myself artistically. I couldn't give each song the time and attention it required. I could never make a truely great album the way I was doing things. Dissociation is full of apocalyptic dread, sexuality, and all of the useless little thoughts you have too much time to think about when you live in a place like Mt. Pleasant. I never thought I'd yearn to be back in Livonia. It is also self-referencing, which is a dead-end for any artist hoping to progress their work to the next level. So I've decided that Dissociation is to be the last Toad Disco album, and I won't be looking back anytime soon.