Check out This Was Always Meant To Fall Apart by Scarlet and Tree of Tongues by Exotic Animal Petting Zoo. Not the exact same at all, but I see similarities.
Scarlet had some real good shit I feel like a lot of bands tried to rip off the southern rock-influenced metalcore sound circa 06/07 but I forget most of them
Any day I can plug this band is a good day... Spitfire - Self Help Spitfire - Cult Fiction Might scratch that itch.
I'd say The Bled is a band that should have some crossover appeal in the way the Chariot or something would.
I've never been able to find a band that scratches the ETID itch but these guys are pretty good with a similar style
Sorry if this has already been posted, but I think fans of ETID would love Greyhaven’s new album Empty Black.
Yes yes yes it is so good. I actually wasn't stoked when I heard that single bc it sounded a little safe to me but the album hits all over the map
Remember when I said this? I saw them tonight and they played this + Roman Holiday and Ebolarama. So, that was actually the best set they could play.
Madonn you were there too?? I ran into @natefoundglory as well! Was a mad ripper. Stoked they added For the Record
I was! we'll have to meet up some time, I certainly don't plan on missing an ETID show in the greater Chicago area any time soon lol
Yes definitely! And what a show. I was having an expected moment right at the end of Map Change when at the last minute I see a drum stick come out of the lights and smack right into the palms of my outstretched hands, only to bounce right off for someone else haha. Also ETID seemed so stoked on the crowd, as if it wasn’t apparent for them ripping on the MIW fans lol
This sounds even darker. “ ABOUT WATCH When John Harvey’s watch stops working on the morning of February 3rd, 1987, he has an epiphany. It occurs to him that every personal trauma he is trying to forget has had one thing in common: they all occurred at some point on the face of that very watch. The loss of his job, the death of his child, Zola’s suicide, all contained right there in that tiny circle of finite numbers. So he smashes the watch. Problem solved. But when John steps out the door to make his daily trek to the local bar as a man newly freed from the tyrannies of time, he is met by a snowstorm that renders him completely blind, and a walk that should have taken just a few minutes begins to feel like years. Because as John Harvey wanders alone through the snow with no sun nor sign to guide him, the 28 year old misanthrope is confronted by the vivid manifestation of every ghost he has devoted his lonely life to avoiding. In the storm he is forced to finally accept the suffering he has been hiding from. In the storm he is forced to understand that the only thing worse than never truly seeing is never truly being seen. In the storm he is forced, for once, to watch. ”