Here’s a list of some upcoming shows that I’m eager to see. Let me know if you want to come with. I mean, no one wants to go to a show alone, right?

Dawson Wells, Some Hot Chicks & Bob (myspace)
February 5, 2007 @ 8:00 p.m.
3rd & Lindsley – 818 3rd Ave. S; Nashville, TN
Cost: FREE

Lovers Electric (myspace) (video)
February 6, 2007 @ 8:00 p.m.
The Basement1 – 1604 8th Ave S; Nashville, TN
Cost: FREE

Lovedrug (myspace)
ACOUSTIC SHOW w/ Thornton & Will Holland
February 28, 2007 @ 9:00 p.m.
The Basement – 1604 8th Ave S; Nashville, TN
Cost: $5.00

mewithoutYou (myspace)
w/ Sparta and Aloha
March 18, 2007 @ 7:00 p.m.
Rockettown – 401 6th Avenue S; Nashville, TN
Cost: $13.00

death comesto matteson (myspace)
March 22 & 23, 2007 @ 8:00 p.m.
Public Theatre of Kentucky; Bowling Green, KY
Cost: TBA

You should come to any or all of them! It’ll be fun!


As many of you may or may not know, my favorite band is Death Comesto Matteson. Unfortunately, with a band name like that, many people are misled into thinking they are some sort of screamo or hardcore metal band. Those of you that have had the opportunity to see them perform know that this isn’t the case at all. So why the name? I’ll let a quote from Peter Matteson, the founder of the band, answer that question.

The following is an excerpt taken of an interview it the June 27, 2005 edition of the Nashville City Paper:

Why the name? Partly it’s because I am a Christian and a big part of that that I’m still figuring out is, there’s this Bible verse that says, “I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live, yet not I, but Christ liveth in me.” It’s taking that as a concept, trying every day to remember that there’s Peter Matteson the name and all the history that comes with it. And there’s the Peter Matteson that I can be today and remembering no matter what’s happened in the past, today is new and fresh and whether it’s good or bad, it’s still joy because it’s amazing to be alive and a human. … I think you kinda have to kill your dreams to some degree to find what they really should be.

Below are the lyrics for the song, “Fascists,” from their upcoming full-length album, “Ship of Fools, or Ship on Fire.”

Click here to listen to the song! (Right-click, “Save As…”)

All you fascists unite,
Around the flag of perfect hindsight,
And wake to find yourself alone.

Whether communist or catholic,
We’re infected with the sickness,
Of this green and dying world we call our home.

You may call it love,
In the name of pride,
Tell me what’s it gonna take
For you to face the guns tonight?

If you’re tired of losing face,
Put on your mask again,
And walk into the church with your head held high.

But the teacher in me,
Will go out to find some thieves,
And show them how to make everything alright.

You may call it love,
In the name of pride,
Tell me what’s it gonna take
For you to face the guns tonight?

Falling around the sun,
Finally I can see that
Flying is so much fun,
And we are all falling.

You may call it love,
In the name of pride,
Tell me what’s it gonna take
For you to face the guns tonight?

I hope this cleared up the misconceptions some of you may have had about my favorite band. Hopefully more of you will be willing to come along the next time a show comes around! (CD Release show in January anyone?) To hear more:
• Just ask me!

Holy crap. Wow. Incredible. Amazing. Mind-blowing. Astounding. Hair-raising. Awesome. Exhilarating. Astonishing. Dumbfounding. Unbelievable. These are just a few terms I can think of to describe the spectacle I just witnessed.

I’ve been to a lot of shows, and in my experience there is NO ONE that has a better stage performance/presentation than MUTE MATH! No one. Seriously.

Okay, I’m finally back to this little Showbread project after a short break. “George Romero Will Be At Our Wedding” is the last in the four-song string of love songs. This song would make a fantastic video if given a decent budget, but I’ll let you see why by letting you read the lyrics.

I was looking for you when I first heard the sirens
The ambulances filled the streets
The masses screamed and called for help
You were no where next to me
The soldiers came to round up the living
And take them away to somewhere that’s safe
But if I cant find you there’s no place to save me
If you are gone then its too late

Night turns to dawn, and dawn into day
And the land overflows with the dead
Where did I last hold you in my arms?
What was the last thing that you said?
Some hide underground, others hide in a mall
I still drag myself through the streets
I life without love my love isn’t a life to me

I don’t believe that love can rot away
So first aim for the heart, then aim for the head

I wept bitterly and then I threw up
Something silver washed up in my lap
This metal thing, your wedding ring
Brought all of the memories back
I remember the bite, and breaking my teeth
I remember choking it down
Eating your fingers one at a time
I left most of you there on the ground

And it’s there that I find you, just as you were left
Writhing you rise to your feet
You come back to my side with very few insides
They’re still strewn about on the street

I have heard it said that love endures all things
And now I know that its true
Stronger than the grave, death cant put it out
Here I am, the walking dead, still next to you

I don’t believe that love can rot away
So first aim for the heart then aim for the head
If true love last forever, then love doesn’t die
It just becomes the living dead

Josh Dies, lead singer & writer, is an avid horror fan. The last Showbread album had a song devoted to the Evil Dead series of films, and this song is his tribute to Zombie movies. To put it in his own words, “The showbread song ‘George Romero Will Be At Our Wedding’ mimics classic Romero-Allegory style in weaving a tale a cannibalized wife into scriptures of ever-lasting love and forgiveness of sin.” Sweet, isn’t it? I think so.

“Sing Me To Sleep” is the gentle, melodic love ballad of the album. There’s no screaming on this one — just singing. It’s a very sweet song that would be great to sing-a-long with to your girlfriend… if you have one. Lyrics time…

Something keeps me awake, something outside is stirring
Through the dark and over the grass
The rabbits and snakes are concurring
They sing in the soil and bones rattle loud
They cry out as this they do see
Someone in those walls is suffering proud
For you are worth every ache within me

I don’t hear music, don’t hear anything
I see dirt, I see cement
What a troubled world it is when you’re outside arms length
It pulls out it’s teeth in dry irreverence

Come and find me on this floor
I am only a half, truth be told
Take away all the distance and say:
“my beloved, I’m here, and now you are whole”
If I turn and see your eyes in the dark I will know the blue in an instant
Never have they gone so far
Never has your face been distant
My life I will give you like a verse and a ring
I will be your only one
And what you ask of me will be yours until all is said and done

Your heart is a song that I hear Jesus sing
It comes over oceans to me
And the notes spell out messages in vibrant streams
And what’s written you show only me

But if you can’t close up all the gaps tonight
Put me to bed in your way
You see right through everything I am
For you my insides are displayed
Sing me to sleep my beautiful one
I will love only you for all time
Sing me to sleep my only one
With promises that you are all mine

Be still my heart, I hear your back cracking
It sounds like music to me
I see your face and I can hardly breath
It looks just like a song to me

Though you may find it odd, my favorite line in this song is, “Be still my heart, I hear your back cracking; It sounds like music to me.” Why? Well, it just shows how much the writer truly loves his girl — the things about her that some people may find weird, or even disgusting, are beautiful to him. Everything about her is wonderful to him, including the sound of her bones popping. I’m jealous. You can listen to the song by clicking here (requires a FREE Napster account).

Coming up: George Romero will be at our Wedding

“Oh! Emetophobia” is the fourth track on and the first single (you can watch the video at the bottom of this entry) from Showbread’s “Age of Reptiles.” I think it was a good choice for a first single as it is a well-rounded song to represent the “new” Showbread — less screaming, more synth, but still raw. Let’s look at the lyrics.

Dance with me baby, let me hear your voice
Oh if I didn’t wanna fall for you I never had a choice
Smear the makeup on my face
run your fingers through my hair
I can not keep my heart from you and I don’t even care
Yeah, you turn me inside out
You make me shake and I can’t stop
You give new meaning to drop dead gorgeous
And I’m about to drop

You are a song to me
And every note of every chord will set me free
There’s no time before you came alone
Three cheers for the end of twenty one years
Nothing else is going wrong

Reverberate and complicate my evenings and my days
And I will only love you more
I will count the ways
Dance with me and when you see my pulse beneath my skin
It’s racing now, I don’t know how to hold the burning in
You’ve taken from me my defenses
My will is under attack
And baby when I wrap my arms around you
I feel the bones in your back

Oh yeah, your voice is like music
It’s music to my ears
I’m not dying anymore, I’m alive baby!

Like the previous track, this is a love song — in fact, it’s part of a four-song run of love songs on the album. Yeah, some of the lyrics may be a little weird, but it’s basically just a song about how the writer’s one true love makes him feel. The one thing I don’t really understand, and continuing with the recurring reference to vomit, is the title of the song. Emetophobia is “an excessive or irrational fear of vomiting.” How that relates to this song? No clue. Got any ideas?

Next: Sing Me To Sleep

“Your Owls Are Hooting” is the third track on Showbread’s latest release, “Age of Reptiles.” This song eases the album’s frantic pace of the previous two tracks with its slow tempo, but “slow” doesn’t necessarily mean “quiet.” It’s still a rocker with it’s pounding percussion and arena-like guitar during the chorus. Now on to the lyrics…

This letter won’t make it to you in time
Introverted by your distance from me, and by mine
But the chameleons who sift through the trees
Are garnering a bouquet in my head’s faculties
And its filled with scales and perfumes wearing thin
There is no flaw in you, there is no sun on your skin
Where have you been all of my life?
I hear a lizard tongue above my head
Will you be my wife?

Skin and bones and things that make my heart beat
My possession my obsession, everything to me
The sound of your voice and all your fingertips
Is like a bible verse spilling right across your lips

Waiting for my bride no longer taking it’s toll
Like a great horned owl swallowing fruit bats whole
Now that you’re here I feel a presence that I didn’t before
I feel your love I feel the warmth I’m feeling so much more
No more stiff joints, no more skin dry and rigid
You’re like a funnel in my heart
No longer artic and frigid
I’m indebted to you, you are my only one
Straight from the breath of the almighty Father, Spirit and Son

Although the many of the lyrics are pretty obscure, it’s pretty clear that this song is about the writer finally finding the mate God has prepared for him. Agree? Disagree? Do you even care? You can hear the track here if you want.

Coming up: Oh! Emetophobia!

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