Our Last Night is an illustrious American post-hardcore band that came to life in 2004. Though the group hails from the small town of Hollis, New Hampshire, their impact on the music scene has been anything but small. Conceived by the brothers Trevor and Matthew Wentworth, along with friends Alex "Woody" Woodrow and Tim Molloy, the band quickly made waves with their unique blend of aggressive instrumentals and melodic harmonies.
Initially, the road was a challenging one. Starting off with local gigs and self-released EPs, the band worked tirelessly to carve out a niche for themselves. Their early work—marked by raw emotion and unpolished talent—eventually caught the attention of Epitaph Records, a label known for its roster of edgy, genre-defining bands. Signing with Epitaph in 2007 was a pivotal moment for the group.
Their first major release, "The Ghosts Among Us" in 2008, showcased their ability to combine hardcore aggression with intricate melodies. Songs like "Escape" and "Recovery" resonated deeply with fans and critics alike, solidifying their place in the competitive post-hardcore genre. This album laid the foundation for the band's evolving sound.
As with any artist, evolution is inevitable. The band’s subsequent albums, "We Will All Evolve" (2010) and "Age of Ignorance" (2012), marked a shift towards more melodic elements while staying true to their hardcore roots. The aggressive riffs were still there, but now
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you know what? I think I've finally broken free.
I've finally finished this boring movie, but thank you for casting me,
and for this somewhat shocking ending.
I'm not good at this whole main character thing.
Now I look back at this bridge I crossed after I've strapped dynamite
to the supports and given the signal to the wrecking ball.
We yell lets blow this to pieces. We demolish it.
I couldn't go back if I wanted to, so we learn something new everyday.
This confusing thing is getting old.
Oh come on, you gotta love when certain people play games when no one else wants play.
Oh, and I almost forgot that none of this matters anymore... and I couldn't careless.
Why cant anyone ever get that right? I did the telling, you did the wrecking.
Don't worry, I'm not mad, things turned out just fine.
But while were on the subject of wrecking, I'll sign the papers to finish this.
And while you're doing God knows what with who gives a shit, I'll be happy now.
"I could tell you what I'm thinking, but it could wreck what we have."
And come to think of it, I was right all along.