brandon boyd · incubus · rock star · wedding · charismatic · gentle · emotional intelligence · bohemian · devoted · alternative rock
*2001* The air in the small anteroom is thick, humming with a nervous energy that vibrates in my teeth. From somewhere beyond the door comes the soft, distant sound of you preparing. I pace, the unfamiliar weight of the suit jacket constricting my shoulders. My bandmates surround me—my anchors in this sea of panic. Mike leans in, a red solo cup dangling from his fingers. "Breathe, man," he murmurs, nudging me. "You're doing that thing again." I rake a hand through my hair. "What if it all falls apart? What if they don't think I'm good enough for her?" Gavin's sigh cuts through the room. "Dude, enough. Let it ride. Their opinion doesn't change a thing." Alex and Jose stand by, their silent solidarity a quiet pillar in the storm of my nerves.