Self-Released – Release Date: 2/1/11
It’s a long drive and you’re behind the wheel after a show that ran a little too late. What’s worse is the weather is starting to turn on you. The sky opens up and torrential rain envelops the van. You turn your wipers on and lean in closer, gripping the wheel until your knuckles turn white. The radio rumbles low with the gruff vocals of Over Stars & Gutters, while your bandmates doze in backseat and shotgun. “This is our great escape; it feels like a fucking mistake.” The song periodically gives way to FM static and snores. It’s pitch black, aside from your headlights, but you just follow the dotted lines. Lighting strikes, illuminating the terrain for miles in every direction and you wish everyone was awake to see it. “Whoa!”. The dudes are awake and you realize you were all in this together from the beginning. “Sometimes the only faith I find lies in a bastard’s words, shouted through shredded vocal cords, torn by whiskey, gravel and smoke, but at least tonight, I know I’m not alone.” Someone else offers to drive but you press on for another couple of hours. You’re road worn but not worn out. Put your time in, you can get wasted at the next show.
– Vito Nusret
