Dorian Creech Is Dead balance une pépite pop punk bien vénère : Life Is Pain, Highness. Anyone Who Tells You Differently Is Selling Something.

Dorian Creech Is Dead c’est le projet solo de Brandon Purvis (Picking Up Pedro, The Classic Blunders, The ProblemAddictsfl) et il débarque avec un morceau qui sent la sueur, la sincérité et le skate. C’est du pop punk rapide, sans fioritures, avec des refrains qui te collent au cerveau et une voix râpeuse qui sent le T-shirt Van’s troué.

Brandon Purvis ressuscite ses démons avec Dorian Creech Is Dead

Purvis, éternel revenant de la scène indie américaine, met le feu à ses anciens groupes pour mieux renaître dans le vacarme. Guitares saturées, confessions crachées dans le micro, mélodies qui cognent. On est quelque part entre NOFX et Alkaline Trio, mais en plus hanté. Tout est dans le titre « Life Is Pain, Highness. Anyone Who Tells You Differently Is Selling Something. »

Et ce nom, Dorian Creech Is Dead ? Un clin d’œil un peu morbide à un personnage secondaire de la série Psych, mort à l’écran. Parce qu’on est tous le personnage secondaire de quelques choses (enfin je crois).

Lyrics :

I fell so fast so goddamn far
I’d climb out of this hole if I knew where you are
Every night when I’m asleep I hear these haunting melodies
That keep me trapped in memories
My heart is begging me to leave
Buried in my yard
But these old habits die hard

Did you ever really love the man I was
Or just that boy you built inside your mind
Was I ever even good enough
Could it be that we were misaligned

I learned with time what you thought of me
Don’t know why I ever thought things would end differently
Every night I lie awake remember where I thought we’d be
I can’t look past all my mistakes
These lungs are begging me to breathe
This air’s so bittersweet
I swear it’s killing me

Did you ever really love the man I was
Or just that boy you built inside your mind
Was I ever even good enough
Could it be that we were misaligned
Did it numb the pain just giving up
We all do what have to to survive
I can’t help but hope you’re doing well enough
But all the lies are eating me alive

Sometimes I still dream of the life
I always saw in your eyes
We’d plant a garden paint the fence until I
Realize I can’t save your life
When I’m still drowning in mine
We have to live in present tense

Did you ever really love the man I was
Or just that boy you built inside your mind
Was I ever even good enough
Could it be that we were misaligned
Did it numb the pain just giving up
We all do what have to to survive
I can’t help but hope you’re doing well enough
But all the lies are eating me alive

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