Dayton is a magical place. A delicate balance of madness and genius nestled in the appendix of Ohio. The real life inspiration for Dave Chappelle’s character Tyrone Biggums lives here. I’ve seen the mayor nearly get in to a fist fight with a heckler. I’ve seen a man riding a seatless bike down Xenia Avenue holding a baby in one arm. The Wright Brothers are from here and John Dillinger was arrested visiting his girlfriend here once, but who gives a shit about that. Daytonians have always produced amazing inventions, art, and music still have enough time to steal your car stereo (and about seven of mine). Despite everything I just said, Dayton is like a wise old sage that will tell you to shut the fuck up, punch you in the face, then buy you a drink. It truly is magical. I’m not kidding, I love my hometown.
Dayton has a pretty all over the place music scene. We have everything from comedic bands/metal/grind/noise/indie rock/punk/country/etc. Everyone knows about each others bands and supports them. It’s not a very “I only do this kinda thing” type of scene. Many of us play and love all sorts of different styles of music and help each other out. Most people involved in the art/music scene here love everything from metal to folk to straight up radio pop. So it’s always exciting to see what could happen when forces combine. In years past, bands like Breeders and Brainiac were putting Dayton on the map. Now all sorts of locals are looking to carry that torch and create new and exciting prospects for our music scene. Dayton has a keen understanding of honing your craft, whether it be music or not. What else’s there to do in the Midwest except get good at what you love?
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