A Love Letter: 7 Years of Collide With The Sky Amber Denwood July 17, 2019 Albums 108 Disclaimer: While it isn’t a 5 or 10 year anniversary (a rule we love to break,) this is one worth celebrating. If you haven’t heard Collide with The Sky, the third album by San Diego’s very own Pierce The Veil, I simultaneously feel sorry for you, and envy you. Seven years on, Collide with Sky is still the perfect cocktail of music and poetry, and if you haven’t listened to it all the way through yet, you’ve been depriving yourself of that pleasure for over half a decade! But at the same time, hearing it for the first time is an experience I want all over again. A good album is one that coincides perfectly with where you are in life, one that swoops in right when you want it. The music, exactly what you need to hear, new, energising and exciting. The lyrics, relatable and motivating, those that stick with you and keep you going when times get tough. It’ll change you. I can safely say that for me, Collide with the Sky was one of those albums. In a time where all my emo-idols were wittering out (Paramore had dropped the angst with Brand New Eyes, Fall Out Boy were on hiatus, it was the last days of MCR) my music taste was being forced into evolution. Collide with the Sky came at the perfect time. Pop-inspired hooks, Latin-themed guitar, with the same crashing cymbals and dirty vocals that’d kept me married to emo and pop-punk for so long. It was instantly captivating, ticking all the boxes for what I classed as a ‘good album.’ Plus, the Kellin Quinn feature on King For A Day was as close to magic as I’d ever experienced at 16. And while I didn’t understand the ‘stick it to the man theme’ of the music video back then quite like I do now I’ve started my career, yelling “Please, won’t you push me for the last time, Let’s scream until there’s nothing left” sure did help let out some pent up teenage rage. But the albums you remember, the ones that withstand puberty, that you took with you when CD’s became Spotify, (ones that you feel you need to write a love letter to, 7 years on) are more than that. They’re the ones that have etched their way into your brain, and have you singing along (passionately!) years later. It doesn’t matter how long it has been since you last listened to it, you still know the words and exactly how to sing them. (If you don’t read “Hotels are cheap, And there’s one down the street.” But, don’t you threaten me with a good time” in the exact tone it is sung, you might need to go listen to Bulls in the Bronx again before reading on.) A great album is one that has acted as a soundtrack to some of your landmark life memories. Whether good or bad, you can put on each track and recall some of the places, moods or moments that track has been with you. Walking home from college to Props and Mayhem, watching a storm to I’m Low on Gas, countless replays of Hold On Till May in my first year of uni. You’ll have memories with your favourite album as if it was a friend. I guess that is because, in some ways, it is. Collide with the Sky is a great album. It isn’t just me saying that. The band tweeted on the 1st May ‘you held on til May,’ a testament to the legacy the song still holds with fans. Simply type “darling you’ll be ok” into Google images and spend a few minutes scrolling through the results, tattoos and hand drawn fan-art, and it’ll give you an idea of quite how much the album impacted a whole community. You held on till May ❤️ — Pierce The Veil (@piercetheveil) May 1, 2019 Or visit a Pierce The Veil concert, whenever we are next blessed with a tour, and witness first hand how Bulls in the Bronx brings a room to life. How the line ‘if I were you, I’d put that away’ from Hold on Till May still brings tears to some eyes. It’s moments like that, where you can truly appreciate how one album can hold so many stories for so many people, and how listening to it can be such an integral part of your story. I imagine, 7 years from now, I’ll have a whole heard of new memories spring to mind when I put on Collide with the Sky, on whatever device we use to listen to music then. The guitar still as good as ever, and the lyrics as poetic as the day they were written. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.