Definitely my favorite song that they’ve put out so far. How is it even possible that these dudes keep getting more and more pissed? Some of the angriest music I’ve ever heard definitely inspires me to write an incredible horror movie script.
"Fiends" Coming in December! Lock your doors.
P.S. To think that I discovered them going on 4 years ago, when i stumbled upon their CD “Villains” which had a sticker on it saying they sounded like a mix of Refused, Every Time I Die, and Rage Against The Machine. I still don’t get the RATM reference, but I’d definitely say that ETID/Refused is pretty correct. Hateful songs, they are.
P.P.S These guys are the coolest motherfuckers alive. They got me into a show for free once, just because Tom wanted to hang out.
Yeah, well it's actually in Mississauga, but it's the same thing.
ah, that’s what I thought you were talking about. Damn, that’d be sweet but it’s like next saturday- I got work :p If I was gonna come up to canada that day to see a concert, it’d probably be La Dispute. Though I do really want to go to warped, and I’m sad because I’m missing it when it comes to buffalo tomorrow haha
Day 1: The chorus of the song you’re currently listening to
"Why It Scares Me" by La Dispute (there’s no real chorus, so here’s all of the lyrics!)
At times I’ve shouted out, unprovoked, at the world and you just to see if the people around me react sometimes I’m scared they’re all acting, at times I’m scared that I’m acting too like my movements are stage directions was that a change in topic, or a beat in the scene? have I been taking my emotional cues from the scripts I wrote at sixteen? maybe I just think about it all so much, that the fear stays close to all the ghosts I’ve touched makes me question was it love, or just lust, caked in blood or old rust? I don’t know. don’t we remember all the moments, we remember the best framed in poems and in pictures, sang aloud in refrains does this cycle of pain and disdain for the past not work exactly the same? maybe it’s just as much about what comes our way, as it is how we react. just as much about the things that we still got, as it is about the things we lack. I know we won’t always keep around those we feel we need some will fade in the frame, some were born to lead but if we’re still here, and we still breathe, atleast we’ve still got time to figure it out, to know what to do, to know how to feel know the things that I’ve been making up inside my head, and to know what’s real. I want to believe that the way I am, is just the way it goes for the things that came, not the things I chose to come. I want to know if I had any control, I want to know if it comforts me. and if my heart just stops, pack my memories in it, I want to know all the love I’ve got. and if my heart just stops, keep me alive for a minute, I want to know if a curtain drops. and if my heart just stops, pack my memories in it, I want to know all the love I’ve got. and if my heart just stops, keep me alive for a minute, I want to know if a curtain drops. and if my heart just stops, I want to know if a curtain drops.