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He knows how to life. At least in the best ways he can. Studying, playing the drums, occasionally but regularly working out, going on dates or talking/texting to Aslan and wearing crop tops.

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Twenty One Pilots: From Bedroom Gigs To 'The Biggest Band In The World'

The Ohio band has paid their dues, and now, as MTV Artists To Watch, are gunning for global domination.

By James Montgomery (@positivnegativ)

Twenty One Pilots have one rather simple mission for 2013: global domination.

"Well, one of our goals for this year is to be a headliner, a 'hard ticket' as they say. We have the option to go out and be an opening band for a more established act, which obviously helps you gain fans and get exposure, but we're looking forward to being a headliner," singer Tyler Joseph explained. "And our dream? We want to be the biggest band in the world."

And if you think Joseph even blinked while saying this, well, then you probably don't know Twenty One Pilots (though given that they're the first pick in MTV's Artists To Watch campaign, that might change soon): The dynamic duo — it's Tyler on vocals, piano and keyboards, and manic masher Josh Dun behind the drumkit — hail from Columbus, Ohio and have clawed their way out of the epicenter of Buckeye Nation thanks to their mix of supreme confidence and a positively killer live show, one that brims with energy, acrobatics and theatrics and leaves both men absolutely spent each night. Of course, they'd have it no other way.

"We came from a place where we had to get people's attention. That started from playing in these bars, playing in these clubs, and making sure that even the three people who were there remembered us," Joseph said. "And now that we do have people's attention a little more, that aspect hasn't changed about us; we're still going to make sure you remember us when you come see us play.

"We've done everything. There was an older couple that had us come to their house, and we played in their bedroom one time, and there's the small clubs that people just go to hang out, they don't want to listen to music anyway," he continued. "And there's a lot of theatrical moments to our set, and a lot of people would see those moments, and they'd think we were just trying to make some sort of statement; but the truth is, we had to do that stuff in the beginning, just to get people to turn around. It's tough to compete with $3 pitcher night."

And while their shows pack plenty of punch, what's also earned Twenty One Pilots a fervent following is the deeply personal streak that runs through Joseph's lyrics. It's readily apparent on their new album, Vessel, which features songs like "Holding On To You" and "Guns For Hands," tracks that tackle tough subjects and serve as a cathartic release for the band's fans. And, not surprisingly, given his lofty ambitions, Joseph said that's been TOP's mission all along: to harness the power of music and, hopefully, help save some lives.

"Obviously music has helped me personally, and as much as I want to give back, it's not the main motivation. The main motivation is interacting every night with these people that are hurting; and it's not just kids, we get approached by all ranges of ages," he said. "Josh and I, we're able to go out and talk to people after the show, and we get to hear a lot of stories. We get to hear how our music has been affecting someone personally, and that's the stuff that fuels you. That's the stuff that justifies why you're in that city that night ... and talking to people every night and hearing their story is what inspires us."

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Bandmates (Josh Dun)- Chapter Two

My alarm shrills at nine in the morning, announcing the dreaded moment of moving my stuff out of my shared apartment with Flynn and Lukas. I’d rather rot in bed for the rest of the day than face this, but I might as well get it over with. The moment I step out of Rhea’s guest room and into the living room, she puts a cup of coffee in my hand.

“Good morning!” She says brightly. That’s the first clear difference between us- she’s probably been up since seven AM, and I’m still rubbing the sleep from my eyes and barely standing up.

“I wouldn’t say it’s a good morning. Thanks for the coffee.” I take a sip and sit down on the couch, taking a moment to wake up before I get dressed.

“No problem. I figured you’d need it to deal with those idiots. Do you need me to go with you? I don’t want you to have to move everything out on your own. Besides, you’ll need to take my car anyway.” I can tell by the look in her eyes and the slight furrow in her brows that she’s worried about me being alone with them, given everything they said to me. To be honest, I’m a little worried about Lukas’ temper myself. But it’s nothing I can’t handle.

“It’s okay. I need to brave this alone. I don’t really have that much stuff to pack up. Half my wardrobe and possessions are here already since I stay over so often.”

“That’s true.” I finish my coffee, get dressed, grab a couple big bags to stuff my things in, and prepare to head out.

“Be careful, okay? Call me if you need anything.” Rhea gives me a tight hug.

“Thank you. For everything.” On my way to my apartment, I do the one thing I can do: I listen to music. I can’t stand sitting in silence, being left alone with my thoughts when I’m driving, and during times like these emotions are running high. I turn to my comfort band- Twenty One Pilots. I’ve been listening to them since they put out their first album. When I heard that first song, I was hooked. They immediately became my favorite band, not only because of the sound and artistry of the music, but because of the lyrics. Every word Tyler writes is etched into my soul. I feel the music down to my very bones.

I put on Lane Boy, one of my favorites in terms of sound. I crank up the volume until I can feel every drum beat in my heart. I tap my foot in time with the music and find myself relating the lyrics to my current situation: They say stay in your lane boy, lane boy, but we go where we want to. My fear surrounding stepping back into the apartment fades away. The song speaks to me, telling me to go wherever I want with my music. I refuse to listen to Flynn and Lukas when they tell me to stay in my lane.

After a couple more songs, I park next to Flynn’s van and text him to let me in. He opens the door with a somber frown, and I give him a glare as I push past him. Lukas is on the couch, watching me like a hawk with anger in his eyes as soon as I step into his line of vision.

“You know, you don’t have to move everything out right away. It’s okay if you need to stay here until you can find an apartment.” Flynn says. I know for a fact he doesn’t want me here, but he’s trying to be nice since he’s aware of the shitty position he’s put me in. I see right through it.

“No, it’s not. If we’re not bandmates anymore, we’re not friends. She can stay with Rhea.” Lukas spits. He matches the look of malice I give him.

“I don’t want to spend another second with you, so I was planning on it anyways. But thank you so much for the advice.” I say sarcastically. I march to my room before they can say anything else and start filling my bags with my books, clothes, decorations, and trinkets. I’m able to get everything in the large duffel bags I brought, minus my furniture. But, my desk is really the only thing I want to keep, so I plan to leave my bedframe and dresser for Lukas to haul to Goodwill. Within an hour, I’m ready to load everything up and leave this place in the dust.

“Rhea’s car isn’t big enough to fit everything, so I’ll have to come back for some of it.” I carry two of the heavy bags out into the living room and set them down by the door. Lukas peers at me from the couch, making a point to not help me. Flynn rolls his eyes at him, and I chuckle under my breath. For a moment, he seems like the same old guy I became friends with five years ago. But I have to remind myself that he isn’t. Not anymore, because of the poison Lukas has been whispering to him.

“Don’t worry about it. I can put whatever you need into my van and follow behind you.” Flynn offers. I can tell he wants to add, so you don’t have to come back here with him.

“That’d be great. Thanks.” I give him a genuine smile.

“I’ll take these down for you.” Flynn starts to bring the duffel bags down to Rhea’s car, leaving Lukas and I alone. He stands up and walks over to me, and I try to ignore the instant panic that settles in my stomach. I clench my fists and take a step back.

“I uh…shouldn’t have said what I did last night. I do hate the way you changed the band and only listened to your own vision with no care for what we wanted, but I should never have smashed my guitar and yelled at you. I’m sorry.” He hangs his head.

“It’s fine, I know that apology wasn’t your idea. I know how much you hate me, and I know you wouldn’t hesitate to call me a stuck-up bitch again. I’m just really disappointed that you’d turn on me like this.” Lukas sighs but says nothing in response. I expect him to at least make eye contact with me, but he retreats to his room and slams his door without a final goodbye.

Flynn and I bring the desk down, load it into his van, and head back to Rhea’s place. Rhea comes down to help us haul everything up, then it’s time for another heart to heart.

“You know, I planned a whole script out for this, but now it all sounds stupid.” Flynn runs a hand through his hair and laughs nervously. “I’m sorry things had to end like this. And I mean that genuinely. Things got rocky at the end, and we may not see eye to eye, but I still wish you the best. I won’t forget these past five years.” If I didn’t know better, I’d think those were tears in his eyes.

“Me either. I just wish you would have communicated with me that something was wrong. Maybe we could have worked it out. I’m sorry if I ever caused you any pain. That was never my intention. Lukas, however, can go fuck himself.” We share one final laugh, and I watch one of my best friends walk out the door and out of my life.

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