Panic!’s record-breaking single, High Hopes
Having been raised on a broad musical diet of Celine Dion, Journey, Wu-Tang Clan and so much more besides, Brendon boasts a refreshing all-inclusive attitude that has followed him throughout not only his life, but his career. After being pigeonholed into emo with dazzling 2005 debut A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out, Brendon has hopped between everything from psychedelia (2008’s Pretty. Odd.) to jazz and swing (2016’s Death Of A Bachelor). Naturally, he’s kept that going with the melting pot that is Pray For The Wicked.
“We’ve never cared about labels that people threw at us: whether it was ‘emo’, or ‘pop-punk’, or ‘whiney rock’, or whatever the hell it was,” he nods. “I feel like any artist wants to just create music without having to line up with a certain category, and it’s very cool to not have to hold to one genre.”
Embracing musical freedom, Brendon emphasises, is the most ‘rock star’ move an artist can make.
“That’s the better definition of a rock star: you do what you want, but you don’t step on people to do what you want,” he encourages. “Creatively you do what you want, and I think there is a very big difference. Donald Trump does what he wants, but he’s a fucking asshole – he’s encroaching on people’s rights. So if you’re not doing that, and you’re not doing any harm to people, and you’re just creating for you, then definitely do what you want – why not? I think ‘rock star’ has that stigma of: ‘You’re just crazy, and you party hard, and you’re with different women every night, and you’re trashing hotel rooms, and treating interviewers like shit, and you just don’t care!’ That seems like it was the ‘rock star’ thing that came from ’60s and ’70s rock.”
We remind Brendon of a 2006 Kerrang! interview where, even in the aftermath of A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out, he insisted that he definitely wasn’t a rock star. With millions more records to his name, and a bigger and more rabid audience than ever, does he feel any different these days?
“If it satisfies someone to call me a rock star, then do it – I don’t give a shit! But I call myself an entertainer,” Brendon jokes. “I’m just such a homebody, you know? I’m a domesticated man. If I were to say that I’m a rock star to my wife, she would bust up laughing and be like, ‘Go take the fucking trash outside!’ And I’d be like, ‘(Hangs head) You’re right, it is my chore.’ But, I don’t know… I know what I love to do, and I know what I’m passionate about, and I know what makes me happy, and I just want to continue doing that.”
The singer’s dedication to following his heart comes naturally, though not always easily. While the Brendon of today appears an unshakeably confident and bold rock star – sorry, entertainer – his enthusiasm for performance used to manifest itself very differently.
With his pot-and-pan-bashing days behind him, in eighth grade, Brendon – talented and eager, yes, but with a dash of arrogance – was a fully-fledged drummer. His dexterity behind the kit meant that his then band teacher decided he was going to help secure his wide-eyed 13-year-old student an early scholarship.
“My teacher wanted to film me playing a drum solo,” Brendon remembers, with a wince at what came next. “And in my brain, I was like, ‘I’m going to fuck with all of these people!’”
Instead of getting stuck in to the recital with the rest of the band, Brendon suddenly stopped playing after two short seconds, before counting his classmates back in “like a jerk”. “I didn’t give them what they wanted, and my teacher pulled me aside and was like, ‘If you ever do that again, you’re out of my band. You’re gone.’ It was like [2014 film] Whiplash – it wasn’t that cruel, but it was that intense.”
It wasn’t until his later years that Brendon was able to truly understand why he’d behaved in that way.
“I just thought about it, like, ‘Man, why do I need to make people feel uncomfortable to make them think I’m confident?’” he admits. “That’s really what it was, and it took some time to learn. I was a shitty teenager, and I was definitely inconsiderate of a lot of things. That was a lot of work – it’s a lot of work to be mean and cocky (laughs).”
These days, Brendon can still take centre court onstage with Panic! At The Disco, but without even the faintest air of ego. He grooves, backflips and leaps around the stage half-naked, in tight leather pants that no-one else would ever get away with wearing. He’ll hold the crowd in the palm of his hand even tucked away behind a piano, or reach unthinkably high notes while surveying his adoring fans up-close. Brendon is, in short, the king of performing. It doesn’t mean he’s not quietly worrying on the inside, though.
“I think that artists in general – whether they’re actors or musicians or whatever – our insecurities are masked entirely by what our art accomplishes,” he observes. “If you’re looking at a movie with, like, Chris Pratt or somebody, and you’re like, ‘Oh my god, they seem so cool and confident…’ I guarantee you that throughout some of that stuff, they’re sitting there freaking out and they’re so insecure. They’re like, ‘Is what I’m doing wrong? What is wrong with me?’ We all have those doubts – we’re all human beings dealing with that stuff.”
In Panic! At The Disco’s early days, Brendon even admits to letting his insecurities get in the way of certain opportunities. He tries not to let those feelings affect him as best as he can now.
“Throughout the beginning of Panic!’s career, if I started to say no to stuff based on fear, I was much more sad later on,” remembers the frontman. “I never thought I’d be on Broadway until they offered me the gig [on Kinky Boots]. And I was like, ‘I’m terrified, but I’m still going to try it.’ I think if I said no based on fear, I would have been so regretful. It was such a challenge, and ultimately just the greatest reward at the end. I felt so happy at the end of it – but all the way throughout I was freaked out, like, ‘Am I doing a good job? I don’t know what’s happening!’”
As recently as the end of last year, however, Brendon let his anxieties win. Unafraid to show his vulnerable side, Panic!’s leader opened up on one of his many Q&As via an Instagram live stream. He told viewers that he’d had a panic attack while out shopping. It moved him in such a way that he was forced to simply leave his groceries and head home.
Brendon elaborates further.
“I had, like, 15 items in my cart, and I was walking around with a full list of stuff to get, and halfway through I just got this overwhelming fear that I couldn’t breathe, that I was going to die, and everything was freaking me out,” he explains. “I just ran: I left the cart and ran out of the grocery store and sat in my car trying to breathe, hoping that I could get back in there and finish shopping. I thought about it for a second, and then was like, ‘Nope, I’ve gotta go home.’ Sometimes you win, and sometimes you lose. At least I sat there and came to a conclusion of, ‘Can I do this thing?’ I think that’s the best we can do, and hopefully it just gets better with time – at least, it has for me.”