I’ll never forget this one time I was supposed to see Taking Back Sunday play an acoustic gig at a record store back home, but that morning my car’s transmission blew up on the underground floor of a municipal parking garage, striking an undercover cop car, leaving me stranded for eight hours while trying to find a tow truck that could fit under the clearance, and winding up costing me my entire savings and a 19 percent APR on a new used vehicle.

Funny how that’s one of my happier TBS memories. Joking. Sort of. Anyway, love this recent performance of “Bike Scene.” What a classic this album is/will be:

“I’ll leave the lights down low
so she knows I mean business,
And maybe we could talk this over,
Cause I could be your best bet,
Let alone your worst ex,
And let alone your worst…

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can’t, but I can’t stop this
anymore than you can
So honestly, how could you say those things
when you know they don’t mean anything
And you know very well
that I can’t keep my hands to myself,
hands to myself…

I wanna hate you so bad
But I can’t
But I can’t stop this
anymore than you can

This is all wrong and it shows
There’s certain things I promised not to let you know,
You’ve got a silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
You’ve got a silly way of keeping me up on the..

¬†You’ve got this silly way
of keeping me on the edge of my seat
But you’re only counting the clock against the train
And I’m miserable, oh

You’ve got a silly way of keeping me up on the edge of my seat,
You’ve got a silly way of keeping me up on the…

You’ve got me right where you want me
Let’s never talk, let’s never talk, let’s never,
let’s never talk about this again because
I didn’t want it to mean that much to me
I didn’t want it to mean that much to me
I didn’t want it to mean that much to me
I didn’t want it to mean that much to me
~Bike Scene
Taking Back Sunday, Tell All Your Friends