Brand New - Limousine
“There was a six year-old girl who was returning from a wedding on Long Island, on a road that was maybe a mile and a half from my house. And it was late that night and there were two limousines following each other and the younger girl was in the front limousine and her mother and family were in the rear limousine. And some kid, you know, some Long Island over-privileged white kid had a fight with his girlfriend and decided he would go tie one on. He got in his SUV and got on the exit ramp of a highway and was just booking down the wrong side of the highway and didn’t even see this limousine coming at him. Didn’t hit the breaks, just hit them head-on. And the little girl, Katie Flynn, she was decapitated, and the limo driver was killed instantly. And the limousine that was behind the first limousine stopped and the mother got out and she ran to see if she could find her daughter, and she found her daughter’s head lying in the middle of the highway. So she picked it up and she sat on the side of the curb with her daughter’s head in her lap while the rescue workers cut her daughter’s body out of the limo…enough bad things happen in life that are beyond are control for things that are in our control to go on like that.”
“K, it’s your ride.
Get your petals out and lay them in the aisle
Pretend you are God and grow,
And it’s your day to wed
We’ve found your man.
He’s drinking up. He’s all-American,
and he’ll drive.
He’s volunteered with grace to end your life.
We’ll tidy up.
It’s sad to hold, but leave your shell to us
You explode, you firefly, you tiny boat with oars,
The world tilts back and pours and pours
And so, you satellite, you tidal wave,
You’re a big surprise
And I’ve one more night to be your mother.”
Sometimes when I talk to people about my favorite band, I fail to mention what a beautiful and grounded poet Jesse Lacey is. I don’t think it’s talked about enough, the power of writing lyrics about something you weren’t directly involved in, but it’s something that takes a great deal of talent and a great deal of self-lessness. This song is not about Jesse or Garrett or Brian or Vinny, and it’s not about their friends or their family or their love lives. It’s about how a troubled young man, in one instant, took a young life out of his own selfishness. It’s not glorifying him, it’s calling him a thief. Imagine losing your own child. Jesse doesn’t even have kids, he’s not even married or dating, but he’s mourning this little girls death, and even more her mother’s loss. He is a truly moving artist, and day in and day out I’m impressed by him.