ADM (nee Adam Charleston) is a 34-year-old NYC singer songwriter who, through the use of futuristic Protools magic, is also every member of the band. Ask ADM what he plays and he’ll simply say “rock-n-roll” ever conscious not to appear as the pretentious rock-n-roller he not so secretly longs to be. Ask him when no one’s around and he’d probably call his music a cross between Sober-era Nine Inch Nails and Dylan going electric.
ADM has just released “Heavy Meta”, his 6th self produced full-length album and considers it his finest LP to date. The album draws on themes of Love in the Time of Chaos, honest self-exorcism & plain old non-sense freedom rock. From the bone-rattle rap of “Anti-Drone Motorcycle Club” to the sexified hypnosis of “My Friends Call This ‘The Stripper Song’; from the 10 minute break-up/apocalyptic thrill ride of “9:53/The End of the End of the US” to the pop jewels of “Bang!” and “Love Her or Leave Her Alone” ADM runs the gamut of form and substance, all the while maintaining a definitive style and sound. “Heavy Meta” offers stories and pastiches to give listeners something to think about while hitting the highway at 80 miles per hours, top down; seatbelt optional. What that something is… I don’t know.
ADM’s music career started at age 12, sneaking into Far Rockaway to record rap records with the DJ from the Kings of Pressure. His music evolved from rap into metal, another natural progression. Then, as he began taking copious amounts of narcotics and drinking heavily, ADM delved into the world of psychedelic country and psycho-billy.
Now, sober, and not at all preachy about it, ADM has brought together all of his past influences to create “Heavy Meta”. The artist and music are now being promoted on iTunes, YouTube, etc. Live selections are being played anywhere someone will let ADM unsling his guitar, “El Gato Verde” and rock out. Will something come of it? Compared to the ability to write and perform satisfying love songs, it doesn’t matter. As ADM sings in the epic final track on his latest album, “John Carter of EARTH”, “Love lost, love gone… I will carry on.” Wait, that’s not in that song. In fact, that’s not- you know what, I just made that up. Guess I’ll save it for the next album, “Destroy All Lines”.