Shambles - Yeah, From The Worcester Days
A shameless plug for our song about breaking edge and other things that have happened to us.
Been spending a lot of time recently thinking about this place we call home. It’s a story that’s been told and re-told a million times before: a love story, a hate story, a complicated mix of appreciation and disdain that can only come from a city you’ve spent most of your life in. There are days when it feels like I’m drowning in the Charles River and days when I can’t imagine even contemplating being somewhere else.
Imagine life without Piebald or Converge. Imagine what the music we play would sound like if SSD and American Nightmare hadn’t shaped us. I probably wouldn’t drink so much without Darkbuster. I’d be a lot prettier if I never broke my nose at a Witches With Dicks show. How fucking bleak would the punk rock landscape be without some of the Boston bands out there today?
I admit, it’s more often than not that I find myself drinking whiskey and mumbling “If I don’t get out of here, I’m not sure I can go on”, and that sentiment is probably true… but it doesn’t change the fact that Boston will always be where my heart lives.
Shambles - I Award You No Points And May God Have Mercy On Your Soul
Unfortunately, we’re not going to/playing at SXSW this year. BUT… we do have a song about going to Texas in March. Maybe you’ll like it?





