Old Gray - Live at Little Man's Garage 7/25/12
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- čas přidán 10. 09. 2024
- 1. Dying Leaves
2. Vulcan Death Grip
3. Her Tongue Was Tattooed On The Back Of Her Teeth
A few songs from Old Gray's set at Little Man's Garage in Alexandria, VA on 7/25/12. Awesome dudes making rad tunes.
![Old Gray [FULL SET] LIVE @ Epic Problem 2014-08-13](/img/n.gif)
This is one of the most gorgeous things I've ever seen, really.
The way Charlie looks like he's going to pass out by the time he's doing the spoken word part on Her Tongue. This passion is something i thought died in the 80's with the hardcore scene, i'm glad to see its alive in the screamo scene.
0:33 Dying Leaves
2:41 Vulcan Death Grip
4:39 Her Tongue Was Tattooed On The Back Of Her Teeth
honestly one of the greatest video I've watched in a long time. felt like I was standing there screaming the words along with them. this is truly beautiful.
Little mans garage... where dreams come true.
So raw and so young
2022 and I still go back to this just to reminisce the good old days. Wish I had friends to hit gigs like this
this is sooo full of emotion.
Old Gray is going to become the next Brand New.
Thank goodness for Old Gray.
BACK TO HAPPY LIFE 2013 ❤️
love this. miss this.
I just fell in love.
You guys are awesome..it's been years since I felt an energy like that in a b. and. And great crowd, too.
Cheers from Sardinia, Italy
we need more music like this .
This is all I want:(
Best band on the planet.
lástima que estoy en México y tal vez nunca vengan , sin duda una gran banda , que transmite los más grandes sentimientos
ojala algún día pueda verlos
Best video I’ve seen in a long time
Dude, I live just a few miles from Alexandria! Wish I knew about this back then :(
The ending is pure emotions
These guys are brilliant. Can't wait for new music.
I FADE W THE SETTING SUN!!!!!!!!!
Cam was just barely 19 in this video.
no bassist!! i saw them perform these songs this summer cause their demo got repressed and it was an amazing show
And every moment I lose without you, fighting interference between my mind and the tip of my tongue, I am lost. Tripping over my words, over insanity, racking my every thought, drowning this conviction behind an apathetic mask. A numberless cigarette lit twixt my fingers, burning like the fire that beauty held in your eyes, piercing me like a conscience, shattering the glass of memory reflecting my imperfections, smoldering bridges sinking behind me in hopes for a second chance. So embrace me, dreams, for you are mine; awake to a whirlwind staying swift through my fingers, my dream of you was all I had. So give me a heart where I can't feel, for all I need in my life is that which eludes me, that which I let get away, remaining a haunting thought of what could have been.
Can you feel my beating heart? Buried beneath the backyard- the place we used to live, where we stood on our own. We were rooted in this home. Where we exhaled our last breath and watched the summer fade to blackness.
We held our hands tight and spoke softly of the distance, as to which our hearts were to lie. And the night kissed us softly on the cheek and we each, the trees bowed before our knees as to exact the point of growing fond of the memories we would never let die.
Can you feel my beating heart? Buried beneath the backyard- the place we used to live, where we stood on our own. We were rooted in this home. Where we exhaled our last breath and watched the summer fade to blackness.
I will let you go if you want me to.
Hands held above our heads, held out as far as they can stretch. I'm trying to hold on to clouds that are always outside my reach. I guess you didn't notice- I fade with the setting sun. I'm no more alive than the empty home where I grew up
I find my life is constantly swirling, cliche as it sounds, like leaves in the wind- twirling in unpredictable patterns until the wind slows down and stops again. But leaves crumble under foot and are commonly left to die in the sun- I find myself begging for drops of rain to grace me but I realize that there are none
Hands held above our heads, held out as far as they can stretch. I'm trying to hold on to clouds that are always outside my reach. I guess you didn't notice- I fade with the setting sun. I'm no more alive than the empty home where I grew up
And when we planted that tree in your front yard, I remember thinking, "I wish I was still young." I guess you didn't notice- I fade with the setting sun
Damn... My feels.... :')
if can’t believe this was 10 years ago 😭
Really inspiring too watch Much love from the UK... p.s come too the UK
dying leaves
hands held above our heads, held out as far as they can stretch. i'm trying to hold on to clouds that are always outside my reach. i guess you didn't notice- i fade with the setting sun. i'm no more alive than the empty home where i grew up
i find my life is constantly swirling, cliche as it sounds, like leaves in the wind- twirling in unpredictable patterns until the wind slows down and stops again. but leaves crumble under foot and are commonly left to die in the sun- i find myself begging for drops of rain to grace me but I realize that there are none.
hands held above our heads, held out as far as they can stretch. I'm trying to hold on to clouds that are always outside my reach. i guess you didn't notice- i fade with the setting sun. I'm no more alive than the empty home where I grew up
and when we planted that tree in your front yard, i remember thinking, "i wish i was still young."
i guess you didn't notice- i fade with the setting sun
vulcan death grip
you said that everything would be okay
and that we could settle down, in a house by the river
well, look at us now
(whoo!)
i don’t know where i am, i don’t know where i will go
maybe someday you will love me but I don’t think that I can wait(x5)
her tongue was tattooed on the back of her teeth
and every moment i lose without you
fighting interference between my mind and the tip of my tongue
i am lost
tripping over my words, over insanity
racking my every thought, drowning this conviction behind an apathetic mask
a numberless cigarette lit twixt my fingers
burning like the fire that beauty held in your eyes
piercing me like a conscience, shattering the glass of memory reflecting my imperfections
smoldering bridges sinking behind me in hopes for a second chance
so embrace me, dreams, for you are mine
awake to a whirlwind staying swift through my fingers, my dream of you was all i had
so give me a heart where i can't feel
for all i need in my life is that which eludes me, that which i let get away
remaining a haunting thought of what could have been
can you feel my beating heart?
buried beneath the backyard, the place we used to live
where we stood on our own. we were rooted in this home
where we exhaled our last breath and watched the summer fade to blackness
we held our hands tight and spoke softly of the distance, as to which our hearts were to lie
and the night kissed us softly on the cheek and we each
the trees bowed before our knees as to exact the point of growing fond of the memories we would never let die
i will let you go if you want me to(x5)
This is insanity
Nostalgic af lol!
yes!!!!!
I hope my two year old never feels the pain we all felt including this band.
holy shit i fucking love you guys
Awesome, where I can find his songs?
rogerfreemind You still listen to this stuff?
is this kids capo needle nose plyers? :P if so, epic!
Sweet vid! What cam/mic did you shoot this with, anyway?
This shit is amazing. And I don't like anything. The guitar intro on "Her Tongue" is genius, the lyrics for "Dying Leave", genius. Great job.
Vulcan death grip
we have other songs, man
Hi Raph
Hello from argentina! Where i can find more info of this place? Is awsome.
rob scallon
I've been drinking but the start makes me tear. None of this can be recaptured. 740ng/dl test btw