I need to become the human embodiment of the band pencey prep

I don't know why, but ever since I have found the band pencey prep, frank ieros second band, I have been changed drastically. I nodded longer think the way I used to, and I no longer am the way I was before. It's as if I long for myself to become the very music notes, guitar strums, bass lines, drum beats and lyrics that make up every song from this band. It's not only changed me, but also inspired me to change. I read the book "Catcher in the Rye" by J.D Salinger simply because the band name and the song "the secret goldfish" was based off of the book. This book has given me a different take on the very way I view a good story, as well as life itself and I have only the band to thank for encouraging me to read this classic piece of literature. The music has also made me more curious in the history of musical subcultures I enjoy, so I did research and learned a lot. It also lead me to stupid decisions, with me loving the band so much I gave myself a shitty tattoo on my thigh. You can barely see it now since it was done at 2am with a sewing needle, pen ink, and a stupid idea. In all, I long to carry the lyrics of the songs in my very soul. I wish to have them etched onto my tombstone, reminding the world of the band I so loved, that made me who I am. Each stum of guitar molding my brain and leaving its finger prints on me like an old potter, making his final masterpiece before leaving this world behind and joining the clay found in the dirt, being with it in both life and death. Basically, I aim to be the human embodiment of pencey prep. When you think of the band I wish to be the first person to come to mind.