Born from basement heartbreak and chaotic hope and in support of their first self-titled album, The Used turned teenage turmoil into a roar the world could feel on a cold Indianapolis evening. Bursting out of Utah, they stitched post-hardcore, punk, and poetic confession into a bruised-but-bright tapestry. Their songs bleed, bloom, and beg to be screamed back; proof that messy hearts can still make magic.
