U2, Fugazi, Radiohead, Sting, The Police, Queen, Dinosaur Jr., The Cranberries, Pearl Jam, Journey, The Clash, David Bowie, R.E.M, Talking Heads, The Cure, Muse, The Mars Volta, Jimmy Eat World
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Film School, Sunny Day Real Estate, As Tall As Lions, Head Automatica, Secret Machines, The Appleseed Cast, On Fire, Dearly Departed, Snow Patrol, 30 Seconds to Mars, Angels & Airwaves, Zero 7, Coldplay, Keane, Mute Math, Anberlin, Lovedrug, Mae, Copeland
Breaking out of youthful angst, Favor The Brave strikes out on an agenda delivered by their ballad-meets-urgency style of song writing. They create music to cover a diversely artistic variety with quiet, atmospheric textures and driving electricity. Coming from a small town in North Carolina won't keep them from joining a genre of dynamic European artist such as Muse, Carpark North, Embrace, Keane, or Snow Patrol. After putting other projects on hold, they've discovered a sound that is all their own yet uniquely influenced by the differences each member brings to the band. They've just finished a 6 song sampling of their ablilities, "Project Becomes Reality," which they give to friends at their live shows and they will continue to record diverse projects of integrity that fans will always come back to. Their song writing is influenced mostly by the changing relationships around them-relationships and situations they observe that they wish could be different. Themes that thread throughout their writing are questions and answers, conversations and declarations. Every song is an attempt to make you sing and remember lines littered with alliteration. Favor The Brave has only begun and are a promising, hard-working band who have only their own potential to surpass.
Hey!!! If you are in town next Friday come check us out at Hells Kitchen Sept 12th on Princess St downtown Wilmington, NC Thanks and we hope to see you there!
Found it and I'll bring it in tomorrow. I will be at school around 7:30 and will probably be in the art room till around 9. If you want I can leave the book with Andrea.
I walked into the grocery store not particularly interested in buying groceries. I wasn't hungry. The pain of losing my husband of 57 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories.
He often came with me and almost every time he'd pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I'd always spot him walking down the aisle with the three yellow roses in his hands.
He knew I loved yellow roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since he had passed on.
Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for two.
Standing by the meat, I search ed for the perfect small steak and remembered how he had loved his steak.
Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was blonde, slim and lovely in a soft green pantsuit. I watched as she picked up a large package of T-bones, dropped them in her basket.. hesitated, and then put them back. She turned to go and once again reached for the pack of steaks.
She saw me watching her and she smiled. 'My husband loves T-bones, but honestly, at these prices, I don't know.'
I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her pale blue eyes.
'My husband passed away eight days ago,' I told her. Glancing at the package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. 'Buy him the steaks. And cherish every moment you have together.'
She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed the package in her basket and wheeled away.
I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the dairy products. There I stood, trying to decide which size milk I should buy. A Quart, I finally decided and moved on to the ice cream. If nothing else, I could always fix myself an ice cream cone.
I placed the ice cream in my cart and looked down the aisle toward the f
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