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Season Finale
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CODE RED: Stay tuned for more details.
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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 #97
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Last In First Out
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Last In First Out
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January 22, 2004
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MP3 4.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Lyrics written by: Adam Kozak Counter attack Until there's nothing left For the anarchists to conspire against And all the hearts are wireless Bring out your dead Phone in their performance They won't be showing up tonite You won't be going home tonite Alive But me I watch from afar Waiting for the rain to do it's part But there's no rain There's no time to employ trust in my senses When daily life is seemingly senseless Until the bang softened by all the TV remotes In the comfort of your home The poachers squint from below And aim for the pride carried in your blood Remain calm and consume Your last meal of airplane food Women cradle children made of ash Yawn times three So glad it's not me "Code red: stay tuned for more details" Preferred viewing Season finale
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