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Album Review: The Lawrence Arms - Skeleton Coast

Album Review: The Lawrence Arms – Skeleton Coast

Words: Nate Holdren

Punk trio The Lawrence Arms started in the late 90s in Chicago, releasing five barn-burner full lengths and touring relentlessly over their first seven or so years. The band slowed to what I imagine is a more liveable schedule after their 2006 record ‘Oh, Calcutta!’ but continued making urgent and creatively daring punk music. Now they’re back with their newest full length, ‘S…

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Sundowner- As The Crow Flies

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Lawrence Arms- Porno and Snuff Films

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I’ve abandoned old identities, skin I couldn’t fit into, songs I couldn’t write

The Lawrence Arms - The First Eviction Notice

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Steal your words.

"I massacred the afternoon To the sound of rain drumming against parked cars. I drenched myself in desperate colors for you. I was dripping for your sympathy. I wear this weakness on my sleeve. I'd like to put you on. I'd like to wear you out..." "I've been haunting this apartment at night. Closed lips, abandoned ships, straightened with paper clips. And I get nauseous when the light isn't right. I listen faithfully when they illuminate for me. I wear your greatness on my spine. I'd like to steal your words. I'd like to give you mine..."

[ranoksralnekkon]

So I waited for the morning- for birds and cars to come alive. Slightly sick at sunrise, coughing hard, I went for a drive. The sun warmed my skin and cleared out my congested head. I found myself alone in the museum. And I felt some way I'd never felt. And I wanted to share it with someone else.

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Would anyone show up with a few last words to say? And toast my final hour, at least piss on my grave? Maybe there's a sad song that a lonely trumpet could play The tune could flutter on into an evening sun And who's so lucky but to have a few dear souls tried and true? There won't be a chorus from a crowd just the crickets chirping loud...

I'm just a dark horse with a pale heart on a cold night for a long walk Just a dead flame fuck the old game lay me down now I've got a new name