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Lets chase away our sultry blues with a pack of dogs made of blackened spoons..
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Moody, raw, progessive posthardcore. Blending elements of emo, metal, hardcore, blues, and even country, with stark, often bizarre, yet poignant, lyrics about d
Although LIFO's music could be considered alternative, noisy rock, it's members draw from influences as diverse as Hum, Skinny Puppy, Glassjaw, Tool, Tori Amos, Cave-In, Harry Nilsson, Deftones, Fugazi, The Police, Pink Floyd, Craig David, Mars Volta, and Rush. Each member incorporates their influences into every song to create a unique and recognizable style of music. This all comes to a devastating head live, where emotion runs rampant and gives way to total cacaphony and euphporic insanity. Cocky huh? Well beneathe this artsy fartsy veneer lies 4 very normal young 'uns just as human as you reading this. They had zits when they were younger, they've all had to get uncomfortable physical exams, they all get sick and violently vomit all over the place, they all fart....loud, they've all hurt others and have been hurt themselves, they all have watched The Goonies (and love Chunk) during the wee hours of morning, they all have had their own share of personal tragedies and revelations, and most of all.... they all maintain a sense of humor. They'll be the first to tell you that their music represents not one but EVERY human emotion and has imperfections, as humans generally do.
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Peak #311
Peak in subgenre #35
Author
Last In First Out
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Last In First Out
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January 26, 2004
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MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Lyrics written by: Adam Kozak Stars, they say, burn with the rage of a thousand world wars It's hard to see, but yours burns with a sad and soulful peace Learning to take the orders Gradually deplete life-expectancy Learning to take transgressions Comfortably I'm learning to step past your body Scorn for the bored with their guns made of glass Terminally asleep Torn between more of a good thing And less of a feeling The jury's pretending to go by their instincts I hope that I'm speaking for someone or something when I say... We won't shine Let's chase away our sultry blues with a pack of dogs made of blackened spoons We can hide from the moon And if we don't learn by then, we'll still have Mars I'd like to shine as bright as you If you didn't shine all winter through
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