And the only distraction for the most part was her phone, on which she’d sit furiously scrolling through the band’s negative social media comments, often for hours at a time. I felt like someone had just shot me in the back.”Īcknowledging how dramatic that sounds, Bonnie says that’s genuinely how she felt. I didn’t want people to be like, ‘How are you?’ Then be like, ‘I’m shit!’ My whole life felt like it was taken away from me I couldn’t do the one thing I love to do. “I didn’t want anyone to look at me or talk to me because I didn’t know what to say. “I was just in a fucking hole, man,” she remembers. Usually sat in her underwear and holey socks, either on her bed, or with her feet up on the desk, holding her guitar, frustrated at her situation, anxious about the future and unable to write anything. Ask Bonnie how many hours a day she spent down there and she’ll say “almost all of them”.