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Can we have one last dance?
|Can we have one last dance?|
11/23/11 at 01:39 PM by herbienay
|...or one last album would be good too. Okay, I get it. Bad, bad pun. Okay. No more. Anyway, this week has been hard for music enthusiasts everywhere. This week began with the solemn announcement from Thrice. Now Thursday announced their hiatus the day after. |
The first Thursday song I ever heard was "Jet Black New Year" when I was probably seven, in our basement in my brother's room. I asked what his favorite song was and he turned on "Jet Black New Year". "It's about a kid falling out a window on New Year's Day," he explained when I asked about the title. Years later, my sister was putting music on my iPod. She had Kill the House Lights and asked if I wanted it. Before I could answer she did.
I liked it, and since Full Collapse is my brother's favorite album ever, I decided to get that next. In truth, I didn't see much to it and only liked "Concealer" and "Cross Out the Eyes". Then I texted him and asked why he loved it so much. "The lyrics, the passion," was his reply. The next time I heard it, I really listened. And that was it. Full Collapse was a masterpiece. "Cross Out the Eyes" was my favorite song for months after (in case you're curious, now it's "Hit or Miss" by New Found Glory).
After that, I got War All the Time. That album was all I listened to the days after I got it, and I was always humming "For the Workforce, Drowning". It's almost as good as Full Collapse. Almost.
Then a while later we went to the store FYE. I bought A City by the Light Divided. I was actually let down by the shift in style. I expected, and wanted, another Full Collapse. But I didn't get one. There was no "How Long is the Night?" and no "Cross Out the Eyes". There was "Telegraph Avenue Kiss" (my favorite from that album) and "Counting, 5-4-3-2-1".
Recently I heard "Jet Black New Year" on one of my brother's mixtapes. It's now my favorite Thursday song.
I still love Thursday, and am sadder about their breakup than Thrice's (I'm not posting about Thrice, am I?). I will certainly miss them. Let's hope they find a "reason to come back again."
"We can rise on wings of the dove, see blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke. We can rise like candles in the dark. Yours, always, and an envelope marked with your new address."