"Every once in a while a band comes along that is considered the “voice of a generation”. They promote certain ideas, morals and principles that the youth can congregate behind to give the dinosaur generations a collective middle finger. They attack the old method of doing things and strive, often to no avail, to recreate the world in their own image. A new genre might pop up and spawn hundreds of impostors trying to cash in on the sound. The band will be skyrocketed into superstardom and either fade away in time for the next band to rise up, or crash in a hot mess on the dance floor. When that band comes around, please let me know. Instead — I’m here to talk about a group of merry pranksters calling themselves Preamble."