The small mountain town of Kingsport, Tennessee is not known for its rock bands—not yet, anyway. Years from now, rock trio The P.I.T.S. will look back down the road to Kingsport and think, “That’s where it started.”
It started with two kids—Luke Peace and Chris Bryant—a drum set, a guitar, and an amp. After blowing the doors off the John Sevier Middle School Auditorium with impeccable grunge, punk and surf-rock covers at a talent show in their seventh grade year, the boys knew they had something special--something worth evolving, working and fighting for.
Nearly ten years (and several bassists) later, The P.I.T.S. have amassed a sizable repertoire of over one hundred original songs, have performed with up-and-coming stars Gibson and Bishop of Rise Phoenix Rise, and received the award for Most Original Band in the Cookeville, TN annual Battle of the Bands in 2006.
The P.I.T.S.' signature style mixes shades of grunge, hard alternative and indie rock, and even a hint of psychedelia among dark grooves on certain songs, paying tribute to some of the most unique bands of the past two decades while retaining an uncanny individual flair and identity, an identity a decade in the making, centered around the seemingly cosmically linked Peace and Bryant.
Luke Peace's lyrics are introspective masterpieces, perfectly capturing the feelings of isolation, disenchantment and melancholy that often plague today's generation. Never political, never caddy or overly emotional, Peace is sometimes frank, sometimes dizzyingly cryptic, but always right on target. His intense, spaced-out vocal style recalls Thom Yorke and Billy Corgan and serves as the perfect vehicle for The P.I.T.S.' message.
Chris Bryant's drumming brings to mind that of Dave Grohl, Murph of Dinosaur Jr., and Jimmy Chamberlain of the Smashing Pumpkins--heavy-hitting, rapid-fire, entering every hole the melody might leave with explosive fills that don't dominate, but do what a drum part should--provide the perfectly incendiary punctuation to each song he plays on.
After honing their writing and performing skills for nearly a decade, The P.I.T.S. are ready to break out of their small town and show this country what rock and roll really is—pounding drums, growling guitars, thumping basses, and soaring vocals.
Their live shows take audiences on a rollercoaster ride from rock to ruin and back again. It’s time for the rest of the world to get on board.
Hospital
The P.I.T.S. Lyrics
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and there's a lump and its growing in my throat and its taking over, taking over my chest. I can't breathe thinking that you might not be with me come tomorrow.
can you see me as I'm watching you through this glass, breathing on it and making heart shapes into the condensation? with the last air in my lungs, we'll have a one-sided conversation. you don't have to say a thing.
so wake up, don't give in. it's not over yet. because I know hospitals never felt too welcoming.
The song "Hospital" by The P.I.T.S. is a powerful expression of the fear and uncertainty that comes with having a loved one in the hospital. The lyrics depict the singer's struggle to come to terms with the possibility of losing someone close to them. They are unable to sleep, constantly waiting for a sign that everything will be alright. The singer is trying to remain hopeful and avoid saying their goodbyes but the fear is taking over their body. They feel a lump in their throat and chest and struggle to breathe at the thought of not having their loved one with them tomorrow.
The second verse is particularly heartbreaking as the singer watches their loved one from behind a glass, trying to communicate with them through heart shapes on the condensation. They know it's a one-sided conversation and that their loved one doesn't have to say anything back, but they need to express how they feel. The chorus then urges the loved one to wake up and not give in, as the singer knows that hospitals are never welcoming and the fight is not over yet. The singer admits that talk is cheap and they are running out of things to say, highlighting that there are times when words are simply not enough.
Line by Line Meaning
I can't sleep another night while we're waiting for a sign that everything is gonna be all right.
I am unable to rest tonight as we anticipate any indication that things will turn out okay.
Intend to realize, I'm not saying my goodbyes. No, those words won't pass my lips tonight.
I have the intention of acknowledging that I'm not yet prepared to say farewell, I will not utter those words tonight.
And there's a lump and its growing in my throat and its taking over, taking over my chest. I can't breathe thinking that you might not be with me come tomorrow.
A feeling of tightness is developing in my throat and spreading into my chest, breathing becomes difficult. The thought of a future where you might not be present consumes my mind.
Can you see me as I'm watching you through this glass, breathing on it and making heart shapes into the condensation? With the last air in my lungs, we'll have a one-sided conversation. You don't have to say a thing.
Are you able to observe me as I observe you through this glass pane? I breathe onto it to scribble heart shapes. My breaths become shallow; we'll have a one-way conversation. You don't have to reply or say anything.
So wake up, don't give in. It's not over yet. Because I know hospitals never felt too welcoming.
Please awaken, don't give up at any cost, knowing that things are not over. I'm aware that you never felt comfortable in Hospitals.
Talk is cheap anyway, and I am running out of things to say to you...
Conversation is trivial at this point; I'm becoming short of words to express my thoughts.
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