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.
NYU
The P.I.T.S. Lyrics
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Теперь люди записывают джаз
Джаз - это же такая красивая музыка, ты ее слушаешь и кайфуешь
Я его тоже запишу
New Ja-azz, почему это называют new jazz'ом
Где те аккорды, которые были в начале
Видимо это тот самый новый стиль
Ну и хуй с ним! Я забью на это
Проебал всё лето, чтобы написать это
Килиманджаро гора, очень большая была
Я с неё чуть не упал, Вову на ней потерял
Ты не ожидал такого (Не ожидал), твоя банда - это клоуны
Много денег было вьёбано (Много), чтоб я выглядел так дорого
Они все такие что? (Что?) Пошел нахуй, ты чмо (Чмо)
Делаю мув на авто, если ты подойдёшь ко мне
Получишь с ноги по еблу ведь ходил в тхеквондо
Чемпион по дзюдо и поднял 2 пачки лаве на лото
Моя удача хуёва но я ещё тут
Делаю круто пиздато, чел что тебе тут непонятно
Может сказал я невнятно, но я всё ещё не понимаю
Почему это называют new jazz'ом
Где те аккорды, которые были в начале
Видимо это тот самый новый стиль
Где от джаза-то в принципе нихуя не осталось (А-а)
Ну и хуй с ним! Я забью на это
Проебал всё лето, чтобы написать это
Килиманджаро гора, очень большая была
Я с неё чуть не упал, Вову на ней потерял
The lyrics of the song "NYU" by The P.I.T.S. depict a sense of anticipation and excitement for the emergence of a new genre of music, jazz. The singer acknowledges the beauty and enjoyment of jazz music, expressing their desire to also create their own rendition of it. They are intrigued by the term "new jazz" and wonder where the original chords and essence of jazz have gone. Despite this departure from traditional jazz, the singer seemingly disregards it by saying "well, fuck it," indicating their willingness to embrace this new style regardless.
The second paragraph takes a different turn as the singer confronts those who underestimated them or their gang. They highlight their ability to disregard expectations by describing their gang as "clowns" and emphasizing the extravagant amount of money spent just to look expensive. The singer tells their critics to "go fuck themselves" and asserts their capabilities in martial arts and physical combat. They claim to be a champion in judo and have the strength to hold two packs of lava while playing the lottery. Although they mention their luck is not great, they remain confident and assertive, unable to fully comprehend the doubts of others.
Returning to the theme from the first paragraph, the third paragraph questions the label of "new jazz." The singer wonders where the original chords and elements that defined jazz in the beginning have vanished to. They perceive this new style as a departure from jazz itself, declaring that nothing of jazz remains in this new form. However, once again, they assert their indifference, stating their willingness to overlook this departure and expressing the frustration of having wasted an entire summer to write about this topic. They mention Kilimanjaro, a large mountain, and the potential danger and loss that accompanied it, including losing "Vova," indicating a person or perhaps something metaphorical.
In conclusion, the lyrics of "NYU" reflect the singer's excitement and anticipation for the emergence of a new style of music, jazz. They express their willingness to participate in the creation of this new genre despite the departure from traditional jazz. The lyrics also touch on themes of disregarding others' opinions and expectations, asserting one's strength and capabilities, and questioning the authenticity and value of the new style. Overall, the song captures a sense of self-confidence, defiance, and introspection.
Line by Line Meaning
Наконец-то мы дождались этого, наконец-то
Finally, we have waited for this, finally
Теперь люди записывают джаз
Now people are recording jazz
Джаз - это же такая красивая музыка, ты ее слушаешь и кайфуешь
Jazz is such beautiful music, you listen to it and enjoy
Я его тоже запишу
I will record it too
New Ja-azz, почему это называют new jazz'ом
New Ja-azz, why is it called new jazz
Где те аккорды, которые были в начале
Where are those chords that were in the beginning
Видимо это тот самый новый стиль
Apparently, this is the new style
Где от джаза-то в принципе нихуя не осталось (А-а)
Where, in principle, there is nothing left of jazz (Ah-ah)
Ну и хуй с ним! Я забью на это
Well, fuck it! I will ignore it
Проебал всё лето, чтобы написать это
I wasted the whole summer to write this
Килиманджаро гора, очень большая была
Mount Kilimanjaro, it was very big
Я с неё чуть не упал, Вову на ней потерял
I almost fell from it, lost Vova on it
Ты не ожидал такого (Не ожидал), твоя банда - это клоуны
You did not expect this (Did not expect), your gang is clowns
Много денег было вьёбано (Много), чтоб я выглядел так дорого
A lot of money was wasted (A lot), so that I would look so expensive
Они все такие что? (Что?) Пошел нахуй, ты чмо (Чмо)
What are they all like? (What?) Go fuck yourself, you asshole
Делаю мув на авто, если ты подойдёшь ко мне
I'm making a move in the car, if you come up to me
Получишь с ноги по еблу ведь ходил в тхеквондо
You will get a kick to the face because you walked in taekwondo
Чемпион по дзюдо и поднял 2 пачки лаве на лото
Judo champion and lifted 2 packs of Lavé in the lottery
Моя удача хуёва но я ещё тут
My luck is shit but I'm still here
Делаю круто пиздато, чел что тебе тут непонятно
I'm doing it cool and awesome, dude what don't you understand here
Может сказал я невнятно, но я всё ещё не понимаю
Maybe I said it unclearly, but I still don't understand
Почему это называют new jazz'ом
Why is it called new jazz
Где те аккорды, которые были в начале
Where are those chords that were in the beginning
Видимо это тот самый новый стиль
Apparently, this is the new style
Где от джаза-то в принципе нихуя не осталось (А-а)
Where, in principle, there is nothing left of jazz (Ah-ah)
Ну и хуй с ним! Я забью на это
Well, fuck it! I will ignore it
Проебал всё лето, чтобы написать это
I wasted the whole summer to write this
Килиманджаро гора, очень большая была
Mount Kilimanjaro, it was very big
Я с неё чуть не упал, Вову на ней потерял
I almost fell from it, lost Vova on it
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