Time for a trip down memory lane. Think back to high school in the years before and leading up to your 16th birthday, or, alternatively if you have not turned 16 yet, perfect!
You were an aspiring musician, or you know a group of aspiring musicians. If you're in the second category, fill this out as necessary. You always wanted to be in a band, so you got an instrument of your choosing for your 13th birthday and you haven't looked back since. Of course, at first you really didn't have the hang of this whole "writing music" thing, but you weren't too bad at covers, you and your mates could easily churn out a solid Blink-182 jam.
Ok, your first battle-of-the-bands type local competition is coming up and you want the edge over your competitors. You need a gimmick, that's what the judges want: a funny, humorous but not too offensive shtick that people are going to remember and is going to sell your merch. Hmm, what's something that we know from memory has been effectively capitalized on before. Oh, of course! Cartoons! Well, someone's already done Spongebob, so you can't do that. You settle on a character who is a household name, but is very unlikely to be associated with the genre you'll be playing in.
Since you've only been playing your instruments for a year or two, the writing is going to be simple. You have to play to your strengths, and you don't really have any yet. You have a pretty basic grasp of structure, so that's fine and power chords are just going to have to do. Your vocalist is super nervous and not very confident, so he does a really simple, gimmicky job of the lyrics (reflecting your chosen character of course). His cleans are kinda laughable and his screams are just him tensing his vocal chords near his upper register, but whatever, it doesn't matter, you're funny and clever! Because your character is a happy type, you decide to write all your songs in major keys, since it's a bright scale and sounds happy. Mix in a basic grasp of Opeth's writing style and a weird effect you found on Audacity and voila! You're ready to compete infront of 70 people at your local battle of the bands. You record some of your stuff with a $50 mic and mix the tracks on your laptop and chuck them on bandcamp, hoping that the internet will take the initiative and your new gimmicky band (which you have lovingly given it's own goofy genre name) will be brought to the attention of the masses and you become an over night meme. Ah, a simpler time when the mind was full of naive hope, your talents were just blossoming and imagination was spreading it's eager wings.
If you imagined that then good, cause that's basically what this is.
