(This post may get a bit long as its topic is something dearly embedded in my heart.)
Two days ago the band Kill Hannah announced their final show on December 19th in Chicago. I will not be there, but my heart will.
I wanted to comfort you, so I said, “Shhh….”
– Black Poison Blood
I discovered Kill Hannah around the time their one big radio hit “Lips Like Morphine” was on the air. A friend sent me to their Myspace page, telling me I simply had to hear this ‘new’ band that she was convinced I would love. The band was not new, but my love was instant.
I got my hands on the newly released album Until There’s Nothing Left of Us as well as the previous album For Never & Ever, then immersed myself in the music. At the time I was fresh out of high school and slowly, privately, falling apart. Music was the only real solace I had, and something about Mat’s voice shot straight to my heart. For the first time in awhile I had comfort and strength and belief.
Turn up the radio. I need it more than ever now.
– The Songs That Saved My Life
It was no time at all before I discovered they were about to be touring as an opener for Lostprophets. I knew I had to go. I had never been to a concert in my life, it would be a 7 hour drive, and my list of friends was lacking, but I had to be there. For me. For them. Continue reading