Thursday - At This Velocity
Review by Daniel Bödger
At This Velocity by Thursday is a dynamic and intense album that showcases the band's signature post-hardcore sound. The album opens with the explosive track "For the Workforce, Drowning," which sets the tone for the rest of the record. The band's intricate guitar work and powerful vocals are on full display throughout the album, as they tackle themes of love, loss, and the struggles of modern life.
One standout track is "Counting 5-4-3-2-1," which features a haunting melody and emotional lyrics about the pressures of growing up and finding one's place in the world. Another highlight is "The Other Side of the Crash/Over and Out (Of Control)," which starts off slow and builds to a frenzied crescendo, showcasing the band's ability to create tension and release it in explosive bursts.
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Filename: thursday-at-this-velocity.zip- MP3 size: 5.8 mb
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Tracks
| Track | Duration | Preview |
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| At This Velocity |
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Labels
Hassle RecordsListen online
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Formats
- CDr
- Single
- Promo
Notes
Promo Cdr In PVC Sleeve With InlayAbout Thursday
Members
- Andrew Everding
- Geoff Rickly
- Bill Henderson
- Tucker Rule
- Tim Payne
- Steve Pedulla
- Tom Keeley
Summary by Daniel Bödger
Comments
we were safe, now we're paralyzed
suspended in flight
at this speed it makes no difference
where i start and where i end
or if we're sitting in an emergency aisle
we could be dead, complete the equation
our names are x and n
we have no value in these calculations
placed on a plane, pointed straight down
traveling at 500 feet per second
5000 feet from the ground
how long will it take us to hit
how fast will we start the disintegration
don't die now, just keep moving
don't die now, just keep moving
how long will it take us to hit
how fast will we start the disintegration
we could be safe here forever
floating in the clean blue air
somewhere between the sun that gives us light and the ground that puts it out
and we'll kneel in the aisles
press our hands together and close our eyes
speak these words so softly
to the black box, and it goes:
mother, father can you hear this?
i want to thank you for all of your sweetness
i'm not coming home, i'm never coming home
