#alkalinetrioshits

Alkaline Trio, a three piece (surprisingly!) from Chicago. Dark, gothy pop/punk. Saw them in Birmingham and a little like The Thermals (which is the best gig I’ve ever seen) they bashed out hits relentlessly for 90 minutes. Also been one of the toughest to whittle down to 10…

Radio – Maybe I’ll Catch Fire

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“I’ve got a big fat fuckin’ bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven’t heard I’m sick and tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you
Plugged in and ready to fall”

Mr Chainsaw – From Here To Infirmary

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Stupid Kid – From Here To Infirmary

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This Could Be Love – Good Mourning

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“I don’t blame you for walking away
I’d do the same if I saw me
I swear it’s not contagious
In four short steps we can erase this Step one, slit my throat
Step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in bloody sheets
And run laughing out of the house Step four, stop off at Edgebrook Creek
And rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn’t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one”

We’ve Had Enough – Good Mourning

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Emma – Good Mourning

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Fatally Yours – Good Mourning

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“I don’t hear from you no more
But I get the message
You crashed your car through my front door
I pulled you from the wreckage
You told me that you missed me
But you meant with the grill and hood
You’d kill me if you could
And if it’s ok I’ll just grab my shit and leave
I won’t say one word
I’ll keep my tricks up my sleeve
Flew off of the handle
You opened fire on me
Put me down, put me out of misery
I’m fatally yours “

Time To Waste – Crimson

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Sadie – Crimson

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Dead End Road – Remains

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“I thought that you were joking
When you said, you couldn’t breathe
You said, you couldn’t breathe
Turns out that you were choking
On a town you couldn’t leave
You knew you’d never leave
It met your disapproval
At the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old
From then on there was no removal
From that one way dead end road
That one way dead end road
I thought that you were laughing
When you cried your eyeballs out
You cried your eyeballs out
And I don’t mean to be prying
But what were you so sad about
What are you still sad about
Met your disappointment
At the age of 9 years old
You were only 9 years old
From then on there would be no ointment
To take away these burns, to make that pain grow dull
And forever ain’t that long
When your smile’s stuck
In your head like a pop song
All you think about is death
Your dirty head has gone unswept
For way too long now
For way too long now
I thought that you were sleeping
When I found you there in bed
I found you there in bed
When I touched you you were freezing
It turned out that you were dead
It turned out that you were dead
It met your disapproval
At the age of 8 years old
You were only 8 years old
From then on there was no removal
From your fucked up head and your broken home
Ad forever ain’t that long
When your smile’s stuck
In your head like a pop song
All you think about is death
Your dirty head has gone unswept
For way too long now
For way too long now
For way too long now
For way too long now”