Ladylike Explain "Do It to Death"
It's an upbeat, catchy little ditty with a singalong chorus -- sharing those qualities with most of the band's songs.
Though the band has released this song already, they're re-releasing it on an upcoming album due in late August/September.
Check out the unmastered version of the song, along with lyrics and what inspired it, after the jump--and get ready to dance.
Singer (and New Times contributor) Rob Kroehler says, "So this tune is pretty autobiographical. I used to date a girl from a small Idaho town. Whenever I'd visit her, I'd take in the stark differences between her hometown and mine. There was something sweet and nostalgic about it, but also something fleeting. In the back of my mind, I knew things wouldn't pan out, but I wanted to soak in the experience for all it was worth -- the familiarity of small town life intertwined with the bleak prospect that most of those kind folks would never get out of there alive. And what was even stranger to me was that they didn't seem to mind. No way was I going to move there for her, and she really didn't want to move to Phoenix -- a strange juxtaposition, so my intent was to enjoy every drop of it, but to get out at just the right moment. A bit screwy perhaps, but whether or not she realized it, she was on the same path. This song is a snapshot of those recollections.
I miss the carnivals that flied by night
Ten bucks would get ya' unlimited rides
She liked the crazy train
We'd tear down the town for something to prove
Praying that radio might keep us in tune
They're playing crazy train
But oh, the sights and the sounds
The blurry nights on a hard luck town
Do you remember, did you forget?
We perfected the art of loneliness
When we'd do it to death.
I must've made it in the nick of time
I bet you had your bloodhounds at that county line
But I took the latest train
And my parachute had more holes than faith
But I killed the engines, threw it anyway
You're anything but plain.
She'd make a noose of my necktie
If she thought it could hang me high and dry
That bonneville county carnival queen
Ain't got no time for a city boy like me
I think you know what I mean
Do ya city boys? (I think we know what you mean)