SPIN is currently debuting a brand new MP3 from The Lawrence Arms which you can listen to here. The song is titled Demons and will only be available to those who purchase the bands new Buttsweat and Tears EP digitally. Band member Brendan Kelly has written a very detailed blog on Band Sandwich Chronicles about the release which you find in its entirety here, but here is a little taste of what Brendan had to say about the song:
Well, to me, the song is about the desperation that people succumb to in order to cling to their youth and the general despair and malaise that informs their desperation when faced with the irrevocable truth of fading glory. Whether it’s an aging skank sucking wangs to keep her name out there or some old washed up dinosaur rocker becoming impotently enraged at his sudden irrelevance and picking fights with people he doesn’t know for no reason in hopes of staying in the public eye, or whether it’s me, trying to behave like I did when I was twenty one, even though I’m thirty three with a kid and all sorts of bruises and aches and I can no longer hang like I used to, or nader, shirtless and picking fights at a wedding. That’s the demon, right?
Take a look at the Full Story page for the song lyrics.
Buttsweat and Tears is set to be released October 27th on Fat Wreck Chords.
SO, today is where I break form completely. I’m in a band. Some of you probably know all about this.
I got too drunk at your wedding and my voice got loud and I said some creepy things and I staggered around and even though your best man had to kick me out it was a pretty good time either way.
It seems a fight broke out and an old man was yelling, cuz no one was buying all the bullshit he was selling and he threw all his keepsakes on the ground and walked away, cursing hard to bring back yesterday
And the dying aint gonna stop just because you walk away
And you can cry for everything that you’ve lost but you ain’t never gonna bring back these days.
I hate the Mondays and the Fridays cuz they always define the endless march of pushing ruthlessly to the light. Well, if I’m gonna be dying then I’m gonna get high and scream until I’m not feeling the pain.
Let’s burn a bridge for the fuck of it and kill this night with some beers down at the pits, with whiskey lips and we’ll try to love for the moment and forget for the night that life doesn’t usually feel great.
Where we gonna go now that everything’s shut down? I can’t go home, so where do you wanna go now? Let’s bring it back around to where everybody’s singin that
the dying aint gonna stop just because you walk away
And you can cry for everything that you’ve lost but you ain’t never gonna bring back these days. You ain’t never gonna bring back these days.