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Even voorstellen! A Day To Remember uveil new song â€˜Violence (enough is enough)â€™ The Arctic Monkeys grow up, a bit 30 Seconds To Mars
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5 Juni 2013
Koko - London (United Kingdom)
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8 Juni 2013
Festival Jera On Air - IJsselsteyn LB
14 En 16 juni 2013
While A Day to Remember may have broken through at radio and delivered something a little more catchy with ‘All I Want’ from their last album, the band still knows how to rock and they show it with the release of the new song, ‘Violence (Enough Is Enough).’ The blistering cut finds frontman Jeremy McKinnon returning to full scream while the rest of the band provide a furious backing to the song.
Download festival 2013 - Derby (United Kingdom)
26 En 29 juni 2013
Rock The Beach 2013 - Helsinki (Finland)
McKinnon spoke with Revolver about ‘Violence’ and he says that the track was inspired by some of the horrible acts that people commit against each other. The vocalist explains, “I was just trying to talk about different perspectives from the world and why people do terrible things to each other. It started out, to me, feeling like you’re helpless. It felt like everything is so much bigger than you — there are people above you no matter where you go. That kind of control of what you can and can’t do. It’s really not meant to be political as it might sound — that’s just never been our band. But it’s that feeling that things are out of your hands. I wanted it to have this dark, ominous feeling.”
4 En 7 juli 2013
Rock Werchter - Werchter (België) Voor meer info check je: http://www.livenation.nl
At present, A Day to Remember are doing their best to finish up their next album, tentatively titled ‘Common Courtesy.’ For those who worry about the band going mainstream after the success of ‘All I Want,’ the singer adds, “A lot of bands, when they get popular, they tend to drop the whole heavier portion of their music. It’s almost like the people who like that music are just waiting to pounce on you the second you do it. We’re gonna have more heavier songs than on the past two records together.” However, that being said, McKinnon says that A Day to Remember is a band who enjoys varying their styles and there will be a little bit of everything on top of the harder material for their next set.
BE M E M E R A DAY TO
I’m always screaming my lungs out till my head starts spinning. Playing my songs is the way I cope with life. Won’t keep my voice down. Know the words I speak are the thoughts I think out loud. I like to keep things honest. I’m a safe bet like your life’s staked on it. For real. I’d hate to keep you all wondering. I’m constant like the seasons, and I will never be forgotten man.
If you can wait till I get home Then I swear to you That we can make this last (La la la) If you can wait till I get home Then I swear come tomorrow This will all be in our past Well it might be for the best You know you can’t give me what I need And even though you mean so much to me I can’t wait through everything
Let’s leave no words unspoken Is this really happening? and save regrets for the broken. I swear I’ll never be happy again Will you even look back when you think of me? And don’t you dare say we can just be friends All I want is a place to call my own, I’m not some boy that you can sway to mend the hearts of everyone We knew it’d happen eventually
? e n o y n A , Ping-Pong The Arctic Monkeys Grow Up, a Bit When you’re a teenager, you drive in a van from Sheffield to smalltown gigs across England, party every night, meet girls: everything moves fast and you like it. Your song about some girl who looks “good on the dance floor,” which rhymes a reference to the Montagues and Capulets with “banging tunes and D.J. sets,” leads to Internet fame, the fastest-selling debut in British history and, in 2006, instant, MySpace-amplified international stardom.
The next day Turner sits in the back of an SUV on the way to a Boston radio station. He’s in good spirits. The previous night was a success. A lot of young, new fans came to the show, and there’s a deserved sense that this album may be the band’s best. Turner thinks back to those early days of youthful myopia, when teenage life was what he knew and he wrote what he knew. “We thought everyone was just like us,” he says. “And they were, I guess.”
But then years and albums go by.
On the second album he tried to hold on to that youthful exuberance, to varying success. On the third he amped up the production to a heavily instrumented complexity. This time around, a worldlier Turner opted to simplify. He wrote melodies whole, on a guitar, instead of creating pastiche in a studio. He streamlined his famously verbose lyrics while keeping them cryptically humorous. ‘‘It’s like that George Jones song ‘Relief Is Just a Swallow Away,’” he explains. It’s a silly idea for a song, but the humor comes from the dark truth of it. An inside joke can be understood as profundity if the song is well crafted. “It’s always nice to leave that door open, isn’t it?” he says. “Or at least the light on.”
Alex Turner, the Arctic Monkeys frontman, now 25, sits backstage at the Electric Factory in Philadelphia, an early stop on this year’s tour for their fourth album, ‘‘Suck It and See.’’ The room is not luxurious. And no matter how big the band gets, its members sleep on two cramped buses and shower in grimy backstage stalls. Yet with all of these places, Turner explains, ‘‘it feels a bit like coming home.’’ As an adult, that’s a depressing idea. On the band’s previous tour, one strategy for keeping sane was intensely competitive Ping-Pong. Today the table is set up, but no one seems interested. Instead the Monkeys venture out in search of a bar they remember from a previous trip. It turns out, though, that the Silk City Diner doesn’t open for another 30 minutes. Like a scene out of “This Is Spinal Tap,” everyone stands by the chained door making awkward small talk on a deserted street corner.
At the House of Blues, Turner ducks out of the SUV and into the club through two crowds, one lined up to see his band, the other at Fenway Park, across the street. Inside sits the Ping-Pong table. After sound check, the band decides to play a quick game.