The Rhythm Method discuss their passion for pro wrestling

I’ll never forget the first time I saw Mick Foley get thrown from the top of a cage through a table below. It changed my life. I’d found my first love. I know as a writer and performer of songs that music should probably be held in that regard. But I’m fake and so is wrestling. For me, it’s an escapism half-rooted in nostalgia and the other half in poor mental health. A friend of mine once said that everyone he knows who likes wrestling is always on the verge of suicide. He’s not wrong.

I often make grandiose statements about professional wrestling, that it’s the last great art form, the cosmic ballet. At its core, it’s storytelling using physicality. It’s an interpretative dance, choreographed to rap-rock. It’s the fucking best. Professional wrestlers have shaped the performance aspect of The Rhythm Method more so than any band or individual musician: above any actor or performer from a more legitimate world.

Our collective stage persona uses the technique that all the best characters in wrestling history have used: turning one’s real personality up to 11. I like to think we blend the best aspects from all of the industry’s greatest performers. From the coked-up menace of The Ultimate Warrior, the technical prowess of Bret Hart, the quintessential Britishness of Davey Boy Smith, the fake Scottishness of Rowdy Roddy Piper and the anti-authority bite of Stone Cold Steve Austin, all the while maintaining the underdog jobber status of a Barry Horowitz or Brooklyn Brawler.



Amongst my friends, being a wrestling fan is a lonely existence. I spend a lot of time excitedly telling them about the newest developments to little or no reaction. That’s alright though, much like a fair few aspects of The Rhythm Method’s “universe” it’s just another niche that we’ll happily occupy. I’ve also got the Internet Wrestling Community to keep me company, if you can call four people on our Twitter timeline a community, which we do.

Professional wrestling appears to be closing in on a new renaissance period, with the ever-growing international and independent promotions gaining popularity, and with the foundation of a new big money company in All Elite Wrestling. In a lot of respect, as an artform it's never been healthier. And definitely in a literal health sense because the steroids and hard living don’t seem to be as prevalent anymore.

On the other hand the music business appears to be on its last legs. The end game is to one day step foot in the ring. Music is merely a stepping stone. Buy our album.