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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i know your not blind
so open your eyes and make an attempt
its more than you could ever understand
and its because you want to see things differently
i could tell you what im thinking, i could tell you what im thinking
but it could wreck what we have
and im not in the mood for taking chances
youre beautiful
and i dont see why you havent realized this truth
and i try but its useless
youll never see
this is one bridge ive walked across
and one bridge ive fallen off
i spend most of my time with my stomach up in my throat
so say these looks are something
and that these hints are nothing
youre hard to read and its hard to tell
what we really mean
and what you want me to do
see you have it easy and you dont know
the feeling of falling's becoming a familiar face in this crowd
theres never any floors beneath my feet, my feet
youre beautiful
and i dont know
why you havent noticed
Cassio Bouvier =]