Biography:
The Format was an indie pop band formed in Peoria, Arizona, United States in 2001 by Sam Means and Nate Ruess.
Throughout the band's existence, the duo toured and recorded with a revolving door of musicians, and as of 2007, the band consisted of guitarists Mike Schey and Mark Buzard, bassist Don Raymond, drummer Adam Boyd, and its principal members, singer Nate Ruess and multi-instrumentalist Sam Means. The band chose their name to make fun of the music industry's inclination towards a cookie-cutter "format" for a hit.
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and my hatred for corporate magazines
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I found sunlight six hours away
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holes Red wax it paints me unclear
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when the big hand strikes twelve
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