Hello Friends and Neighbors, 

Shalom!

Friends, Romans, Countrymen…

I think we have a finished record. I also think that it’s going to be called “The Hard Way” which is a tidy little summation of nearly our entire lives in music as total dumbasses that insist on taking on the largest possible burden for the smallest conceivable return. So, at least we’re aware of it and if you watch Dr. Drew you know that being aware that you have a problem is the first step towards recovery.

So anyhow, let me edify and inform you as to what this whole thing is all about and what you may expect when you pop this new album into your car stereo. Of course, because I am up to my tits in this record, my analysis will very likely be dead fucking wrong, but you don’t read MySpace blogs for their reliable factual content now do you?

THE ARCHITECTS- “The Hard Way”

SONG: Year Of The Rat
WORKING TITLE: Pretenders thing.
WHY THE WORKING TITLE WILL CONFUSE YOU: This sounds not at all like the Pretenders in any way whatsoever, but we had no idea of the outcome when we started down the road with this tune and it’s working title.
WHEN WAS THE ACTUAL YEAR OF THE RAT?: Last year. You may commence with the “That song is so last year” jibes.
LYRICAL TOPIC AREA: Suburbia.
KEY: G maj
PANTY-MOISTENING BASS SOLO: Yes.

SONG: Rope To Hang From
WORKING TITLE: AC/GC
BACKSTORY ON WORKING TITLE: An Architects record without a shameless AC/DC lift is like Thanksgiving without cranberry sauce or porno without a pop-shot. It is simply not done, lovey. This shameless AC/DC lift happens to be in the key of G, hence “AC/GC”.
LYRICAL CONTENT: Being given just enough culture (pop or otherwise) to make you hip, but not nearly enough to make you smart.
TEMPO: Perfect to drive or get blown to.

SONG: Lost In The Dark
WORKING TITLE: The Petty Thing
KEY: B maj
CHIMEY, MIKE CAMPBELL-ESQUE GUITAR PART: Of course.
TEMPO: Fast.
LYRICAL CONTENT: So, I got really into writing film-noir or true crime type songs on the last record and I had every intention of giving a repeat performance of that style on this record but, a friend told me that he really missed the vulnerable, personal-type songs I used to write. So I combined the two. Maybe it sucks or maybe by the time you read this I’ll be smoking hash in the cockpit of a Learjet soaring over the Andes with an emerald the size of a cheeseburger in my lap.

SONG: Bastards At The Gate
WORKING TITLE: None.
KEY: E maj
SOUNDS LIKE: The fucking hit single, son.
TEMPO: Fast-ish.
CO-WRITTEN BY: The Great Ehren Starks and myself.
LYRICAL CONTENT: My ongoing love affair with the weirdos and shitbags I knew in high school.

SONG: This Wasted Ocean
WORKING TITLE: Pictures of My Generation
BACKSTORY ON WORKING TITLE: We covered this in a previous blog, but it’s an inside joke about ripping off The Who.
KEY: A maj
SOUNDS LIKE: The Who and Queen and…something else…because my singing could not under any circumstance be compared to Roger Daltry or Freddie Mercury.
LYRICAL REFRENCE TO SPRINGSTEEN: Yes…in the first 10 seconds no less.
ARE YOU ASHAMED OF THAT AT ALL: I am a grown man. Shame is for pants-pissers.
TEMPO: slow to mid. Still good to drive to.

SONG: Death Rides A Horse
WORKING TITLE: don’t remember but I’m certain it was funny.
KEY: E
SOUNDS LIKE: Back in Black + Sabbath + Midwestern stuff.
LYRICAL CONTENT: I may have covered this already in a previous blog, but it’s pretty cool and dark.
ISN’T ‘DEATH RIDES A HORSE’ A MOVIE: yes.
A WESTERN: Is there another kind of movie? Yes, it is a movie in which the bad-guy’s preferred method of dispatching his victims is to bury them up to their neck in the desert and force a handful of rock-salt into their mouths to expedite their dehydration. Pretty brutal. Netflix that bitch.
HOW’S THE GUITAR SOLO IN THIS ONE: Like choke-fucking a snow leopard.
FUNNY S//C COMMENT: “I can see a lot of strippers dancing to this.”

SONG: Big Iron Gate
WORKING TITLE: Springsteen thing.
BACKSTORY ON WORKING TITLE: I wanted the guitar lick to combine The Boss’ “Darllington County” feel with the feel of ‘Can’t Hold Me Back” by AC/DC. I don’t give a good fuck if anyone else thinks I even came close to that initial goal b/c I really love the way this came across in the end.
LYRICAL CONTENT: Still seem to have an axe to grind with law enforcement./penal system…
KEY: D maj
TEMPO: Perfect for the Shady Lady day-shift.
BUYER BEWARE: Went for the absolute snottiest Midwestrn drawl here…if you tend towards singers that sound like the castrata on American Idol, then it might be best to skip this track. If you have the swinging brass that comes with working for a living, you’ll enjoy it.

More later…I’m hungry.

More songs being worked on by The Architects for their new album- There always seems to be this glut of bad-ass licks in the key of A. Every time we make a record, there are always a few. Some of them leave the nest and fly on noble wings. Some are too ugly for us to keep feeding them and thus are forced from the nest and eaten by possums and minks…it is the way of nature.


TITLE: none yet.
WORKING TITLE: The Zach Riff
KEY: A maj
TEMPO: Really quite fast
SOUNDS LIKE: James Bond-sounding guitar lead + Rhino Bucket-sounding riff + Paradise City + meth.
TYPICAL JOURNALISTIC DESCRIPTOR: Hard rocking
BETTER JOURNALISTIC DESCRIPTOR: fully engorged with spine-tingling, swaggering, evil.

TITLE: none yet
WORKING TITLE: Pictures of My Generation
KEY: A Maj
TEMPO: medium
SOUNDS LIKE: The Who in some places and Queen in others with a smidgeon of Replacements
IS THAT WORKING TITLE A DUMB PLAY ON SOMETHING: Yes. ‘Pictures of Lilly” and “My Generation” by The Who. www.allmusicguide.com
WHY ARE YOU SO FULL OF HATE & CYNICIM: How in the fuck should I know? What are you, Carl Fucking Jung?

TITLE: none yet
WORKING TITLE: Believe it or not, the working title is, “Bonanza!”
KEY: A Maj
TEMPO: Very fast. Fortissimo or something.
SOUNDS LIKE: If Led Zep weren’t such pussies and played faster.
WHAT’S MISSING: A chorus, a lyric, Mutt Lange
SHOULD I POST A COMMENT ABOUT YOUR SLAGGING LED ZEP: No.
REFERENCES TO MORDOR: Maybe just to prove I can.

TITLE: none yet
WORKING TITLE: Velvet Thing
KEY: A Maj
TEMPO: very very slow
SOUNDS LIKE: “Ride On” by AC/DC + “Sweet Jane” by VU.
SERIOUSLY: Yeah, seriously.

Couple quick points of interest for those of you who like to keep up on The Architects..

I. THE WRITING OF THE NEW ALBUM- The writing will of course be ongoing with revision stacked upon revision until the moment of that the final mix gets rendered. Of course it’s always fun to make little notes about the progress were making and then come back and read them a year or so later and laugh at how totally mistaken we were in our assessments of what was good or bad or fun or whatever.

TITLE: Knowing Is Half The Bottle
KEY: B flat major
TEMPO: Quick, bouncy
SOUNDS LIKE: The Dictators, The Pretenders- although having never listened to either The Dictators or The Pretenders, some hacky writer will undoubtedly compare it to Teenage Bottlerocket in a tragic attempt at sounding erudite and “with it”.
YOU GOT SOMETHING AGAINST TEENAGE BOTTLEROCKET: No.
LYRICAL CONTENT: Well, the whole tune is based on a stupid pun isn’t it? So it’s not exactly Leonard Cohen…but the world needs songs to get loaded and suck-face to.
REFERENCES TO MORDOR OR THE EYE OF SAURON: None.
REFERENCES TO DUNE: None.

TITLE: Hell Came To Breakfast
KEY: Em/Gmaj
TEMPO: Fast, Spry
SOUNDS LIKE: The Architects do the Streets Of Fire Soundtrack. ☺
PREVIOUS OR WORKING TITLE: The (Jim) Steinman Thing.
JOURNALISTIC DESCRIPTOR: wailing, bombastic
AMBITION: The new National Anthem of Bolivia.

TITLE: I Carry A Gun
KEY: Dm
PREVIOUS OR WORKING TITLE: The Jefferson Airplane Thing…don’t ask. Thx.
SOUNDS LIKE: What punk bands who cover Tom Petty songs wish they sounded like.
LYRICAL CONTENT: This is a fun one and that’s all I’m saying.
HEY, I’M IN A PUNK BAND THAT COVERS TOM PETTY, DO WE HAVE A PROBLEM?: No, you are just going to have to lighten the fuck up.
REFERENCES TO THE HUNT FOR RED OCTOBER: I’m working on it, people.

TITLE: Bastards At The Gate
KEY: Emaj
TEMPO: fast
SOUNDS LIKE: Stiff Little Fingers covering Springsteen…no…not at all like that really.
CO-WRITER: The Great Ehren Starks
LYRICAL CONTENT: Should be fairly self-explanatory
AMBITION: Indie gold, son.
REFERENCES TO WU TANG/SHAOLIN: Working on that.
IS THIS YOUR FAVORITE SONGS SO FAR: Yes it is.
REFERENCES TO “300”: No thanks. Metal bands seem to have that shit on lockdown.

TITLE: Death Rides A Horse
KEY: E maj
TEMPO: Slooooow
SOUNDS LIKE: Put it on when you’re dippin’ in the Benz with the alpine’s…it’s a street-banger, shorty.
OVERT INFLUENCES: Back in Black, Howlin’ Wolf.
LYRICAL CONTENT: Shit Clint Eastwood would say before he kills everyone in the saloon.
AMBITION: Hova should remix this shit.
GUITAR SOLO: Yes, dammit.

TITLE: Lost In The Dark
PREVIOUS OR WORKING TITLE: The Petty Thing
TEMPO: quick, bouncy
KEY: B maj
BEAUTIFUL CHIMING GUITAR LEAD: Yes.
TOTAL STINGER HOOK: Yes.
LORD OF THE RINGS SUBTEXT: No.
JOURNALISTIC DESCRIPTOR: The hit single.


There’s a bunch more tunes…but these are all the hints I’m giving for now.

I will be posting lots from the studio wherein, I will cry like a bitch and stamp my foot over having to sing...and other stuff that makes me anxious.

A hearty post-holiday salutation from Architects Ventures Interglobal HQ!

Now let's refill your nog and exchange photos of our pets!

Kidding! Jokes! I'm certain that you all must be nearly as weary of forced conversations and insincere hugging as we are here at AVI HQ. Perhaps, we are more weary of it than you are because we are callus, bloodthirsty buccaneers and can only fake the syrupy niceties of your plebian holiday season for a short time before we long for the salt spray in our faces, a rolling pitch-deck beneath our feet and a wake stained red with the blood of knaves and fools.

In any case, much as we reject the very premise of "peace on earth" or "goodwill towards men" we sincerely hope that you have enjoyed your brief respite from our reign of terror over you…which we will resume….right…..now.

Other than our return to pillage and sodomy, there are two big things to talk about…

1. THE ARCHITECTS WILL BE ON THE 2009 VANS WARPED TOUR.
(Dates are posted at http://www.warpedtour.com )

THE ARCHITECTS WAPRED TOUR 2009 FAQ (1ST EDITION)

Q: Are you playing the town where I live?
A: I have no idea where you live. If your hometown appears on the list of shows on the Warped Tour site, then the answer is "yes". If your hometown does not appear on the list of shows, then the answer is "no".

Q: Can you help me to meet Katy Perry?
A: Katy Perry is not on the 2009 Vans Warped Tour.

Q: I want to interview Bad Religion for my website, can you put me on your guestlist?
A: No, because you are being rude.

Q: Hey, what's the matter with you?! You got something against Bad Religion?
A: No, of course not. We like Bad Religion just fine but asking the teenie-weenie band for one of a very few guestlist spots so that you can interview the legendary headline band is kind of a dick move.

Q: Well what am I supposed to do? I have been sending Bad Religion MySpace messages for three months and they have never responded.
A: Call Epitaph Records 213 413 7353 ask for Beatrice.

Q: Okay that was fucking uncool! There is no Beatrice who works at Epitaph and the girl that I did manage to talk to said she would see about getting me on the list for Warped, but I could hear like ten people laughing in the background. WTF?!
A: You're right, I was jerking your chain. Sorry brah.

The FAQ will be updated frequently…



2. THE ARCHITECTS WILL BE MAKING A NEW RECORD IN LIKE, A MINUTE.
( I promise to update all our friends via the MySpace blog as the record comes together since people seemed to like that last time around. )

Look for this record on Skeleton Crew in the springtime.
http://www.skeletoncrewonline.com

FROM THE DESK OF: ARCHITECTS VENTURES INTERGLOBAL HQ

TO: FRIENDS, FANS, CARE-GIVERS AND ENEMIES BEFORE WHOM WE GLOAT, PREEN AND "ACT FANCY"

RE: THE ARCHITECTS SIGN TO SKELETON CREW!

RE: NEW ALBUM IN THE WORKS!

Dear Sir or Madam,

It is with almost unspeakable pleasure, opiatic euphoria and blasphemous amounts of boastful pride and pomposity that Architects Ventures Interglobal may now announce that The Architects have signed to Skeleton Crew and begun work in earnest to complete and release a new full-length album for early summer 2009. We know that as this splendid news travels across the internets, like a single dewdrop on the gossamer threads of a spider web, you will share in our elation, our yearning for the careless frenzy of rock and roll and our profound hopefulness for better days and louder songs to come. Yes we can. ☺

Skeleton Crew is a record label/publishing company started by Frank Iero of My Chemical Romance & Leathermouth fame and has released music from up-and-coming bands such as Leathermouth, David Costa, New Tomorrow and The Mean Reds.

The Architects are currently writing and planning on entering the studio in January 2009 to record the as-of-yet untitled set of songs. As per usual, The Architects are planning to choose the 10-12 album tracks from an abundance of completely finished songs but if past is prologue, The Architects will likely hem, haw, kvetch and navel-gaze about the most minute details of a mere 6 or 7 songs until the clock has almost completely run out thereby assuring that Adam will grit his teeth 'till they bleed, Keenan will get "crazy eyes", Zach will launch himself head-first into a spiral of alcohol abuse and denial and every "underachieving dirtbag" prophecy ever made by Brandon's former English teachers and Vice Principals about him will be utterly fulfilled to his everlasting shame. Again- past being prologue, The Architects will then shock and amaze their team of psychologists by snatching victory from the jaws of defeat and cognitive distortion blah blah blah addictive behavior…blah blah…borderline personality disorder, etcetera…

…Proving once more for all time that if you are willing to smoke enough cigarettes and kick the wall of the studio lounge enough times, anything is possible in America.

Day 1- Drive Day (KC to Reno, NV)

NOTABLE FOR: A four-hundred and fifty or so pound hayseed eating across from us at Wendy's with an exposed portion of ass crack that was greater then my own total lifetime allotment of ass crack by an order of magnitude. There were approx 6-9 inches (thats 15-23 cm for you Euros and Canadians) of pink, hairless flesh where the mudflaps meet. The photo I took on my phone does it no justice- it was the Aurora Borealis of human grotesquery and the King Soloman's Mines of slack-jawed, Architects dinner humor. I have disavowed the Baconator at press time.

Day 2- Reno, NV

NOTABLE FOR: We learned that The Ringers are fucking cool dudes and that we like cool dudes a lot. Authority Zero are also cool dudes and went out of their way the whole tour to be good to both us and the ringers. There was a circle-pit for us which is always great and the club has a secret passageway which is decorated in a kind of CSI-meets-Neolithic Cave Painting style with the impressions of smooshed boobs in neon paint all over the ceiling and walls which are best viewed by black-light. It was our understanding that these impressions were made by real boobs (like in kindygarden when you'd put ink on a dead fish and press it on to butcher paper to do printmaking) and that all the girls whose boobs were represented were both alive and consenting at the time the impressions were made.

Day 3- OFF (Drive to portland)

NOTABLE FOR: tried to get our alignment on the van fixed....spent much wampum...many things replaced....alignment still sucks.

Day 4- Portland, OR

NOTABLE FOR: There is a mexican lunchwagon that sets up camp in the venue parking lot...the cabeza tacos are fucking deeee-lish. The local bands were cool and again there is a circle-pit for us. I begin to formulate a theory that the circle-pit may make a comeback after so many years of "I wanna see the biggest circle-pit in __(insert your city)__ history!!!" at Warped Tour. Sincere thanks to Story Of The Year for this new phenomenon.

Day 5- Spokane, WA

NOTABLE FOR: Wilco is playing the Spokane Giganto-Dome across the street and throngs of fuckheads in Abercrombie sweatshirts keep coming up to the doorguy and bitching about the cover charge like it was a new tax on natty ice. Cry me a ribber, dog...I gotta eat. The 21+ area of the venue is in the back and the All Ages area is in the front near the stage...so in much the same way that the American Doughboys of WWI battled the Huns and retook Belgium, The Architects played across a no-man's-land that may as well have been strewn with concertina wire, mines, blast craters, the rotting dead and cowering prussian infantry conscripts, hopelessly separated from their units and begging for death at the end of our bayonets. We were happy to oblige them and then later that night used a jar of their tears to season our rations.

Day 6- Seattle, WA

NOTABLE FOR: This venue has a shower. We also discover that we are exactly three blocks from one of the top 3 Ruben's in the world. Keenan and Zach were able to construct a blanket-fort in the van so that we could watch No Country For Old Men before load-in. These three occurrences are nothing special on their own but combined and placed in the larger context of the tour it was like when Froto wakes up in Rivendale having been healed by Elvish medicine. We rocked (as attested to by the Seattle Weekly) and sleep it off at the home of one of Keenan's old friends from TX.

Day 7 & 8- OFF (Drive to Utah)

NOTABLE FOR: Updated my facebook status about 1500 times in 48 hours as a result of paralyzing fucking boredom from sitting in an Idaho motel room. Denny's is next door and they have an attached karaoke bar and there are girls singing in there but...I saw one of them light a wooden match on her stubble so I guess were going to be getting a bucket of the colonel's chicken and watching the Lord Of The Rings on TMC.

Day 9- Ogden UT

NOTABLE FOR: Not at all notable unless you think that amateur-hour promoters who steal money from bands to take finger-fuck/disco dancing trips around eastern european techno-bars, wear phony fangs, drink absinthe, snort baby laxative and cavort naked with roofied college students in a shitbag hostel is notable. Also, in case no one has noticed, Utah is a lot like Mordor.

Day 10- Grand Junction, CO

NOTABLE FOR: Patrick from the Ringers and myself were sitting in the merch area minding our own when this dude walks up to tell us that both of our bands were really really "not bad! I mean for real- you guys were not bad at all!"
I reached into my trusty doctors satchel and pulled out some shoe-polish which Patrick and I both applied to our faces in standard Medicine Show fashion and then launched into a gut-busting routine of pratfalls, tap dancing and old negro spirituals. After we'd shined his shoes and carried his luggage up to his room at the Waldorf Astoria, we were both rewarded with a shiny nickel and a promise that if anything opens up on the Jackie Gleason Show, we'll get a call because he has "open minded" friends in the casting department there. Neither of us had to suck his cock...but I think we both would have if we thought there was a chance to meet Mort Saul or Don Rickels.

OK, I'm being a little harsh. I just want this to be as funny for you as it was for me at the time. ;)

Day 11- Ft Collins, CO.

NOTABLE FOR: Ft Collins has the most expensive pizza in the world. The kids rule here.

Day 12- Denver, CO.

NOTABLE FOR: I looooove playing at the Bluebird and I looooove having my guitars worked on across the street at Colfax Guitar. However, I woke up the morning of this show in Ft Collins sick as a bitch with a bad reaction to my Crohn's medication and had to visit the Ft Collins Emergency Room before we could drive to Denver. So I missed most of what I love about the Bluebird, Colfax Guitar, The DNC and performing on stage because I was ensconced within a fortress of Morphine and Atavan from earlier that morning. Don't remember much until after the show when I got even sicker staying with our friend Scotty. I would like to thank Scotty for letting us crash and for keeping a very clean toilet bowl which I carefully inspected for dirt and hardwater residue during my frequent calls to prayer at it's rim.


AUTHOR'S NOTES:

I did not talk a whole lot about the boring day-to-day stuff- bands, vans, kids, flat-tires, soundchecks, waking up with a boner, etc.- because every other band does that in their blog and you (the reader) are supposed to find it riveting. You don't find it riveting and I know that- You don't have to say it. No one gives a fuck that The Horrorpops can't change a tire or weather so-and-so from Cute Is What We Aim For feels like he had a good show or a bad show. Good times, jokes, haha!
The Dudes abide,
-Architects

SOME LOVE FROM THE PRESS DEPARTMENT:

"3.5 Stars" -SPIN MAGAZINE

"Starting a three-hour show with a band like the Architects is like starting a hockey game with a bench-clearing brawl. "
-Tim Finn, KC Star, Live Review of The Architects/Murphy's Law/Rancid
07/28/08

"Where their previous albums flirted with traditional hard rock and metal (like on tracks such as "Don't Call it a Ghetto" from 2006's "Revenge"), they always seemed comfortable in the punk-rock category. With "Vice," it appears they've decided to completely rip down the iron curtain separating punks from hessians and embrace the other side…First, "Vice" is incredibly rockin'. From the vocals to bass, drums and guitars, it's a recording that shows no pretense, other than taking the balls to the wall. And what distances "Vice" from most modern rock is the sense of danger in their loud, sometimes harsh creation… The live show is captured, not filtered. "Vice" would probably sound amazing on vinyl."
-Steve Garcia, Ink, 4/13/08


"The music…is thoroughly contemporary, a simmering mix of rock, punk, and post-punk. The infectious "Daddy Wore Black," combines Who-ish power chords with Cheap Tricky pop/rock to great effect. The Architects don't always cross their genres. The stomping good-time rock & roll of "New Boots & Truncheons" is pure classic rock at its anthemic best and the blistering "Cold Hard Facts" is a headbanger in an AC/DC mold. "Pills" makes a nonsense of such distinctions, perfectly poised as it is on the thin line between punk and rock. Hard-driving, hard-drinking, but reeking of strong melodies and infectious choruses, this is one vice listeners will have no desire to kick."
-Jo-Ann Greene, All Music (4.5 Stars)

"The disc is slightly dizzying, dexterous and demonstrative of both a restless glee in exploring rock and roll traditionalism without being afraid to shine some modern light here and there, breaking down stiff genre mummification."
-Left Of The Dial, 5/9/08

"At a point in time when most loud rock bands rely way too much on technology to hide the fact that their songs have no substance, these guys come across as sounding genuine and real. "
-BabySue, 5/01/08 (5 out of 6 stars)

"If you are looking to get a song stuck in your head all day, then this band will accomplish that for you.."Vice" is a must have album for any fan of good music. "
-The Guestlist 5/01/08

"The Architects pound out song after song more like a team of blacksmiths than their literal namesake. Together, they fan the flames of discontent and determination that fuel their songs. Their recorded material delivers the same invigorating onslaught of sweat, substance, and sneering epithets as their live performances. Fire up these songs on the way to work and back home––whether you hunker down in a cubicle, schlep behind a counter serving the pubic, or whatever pays the bills. The Architects remind you that to have a life worth living, a paycheck worth earning, and a love worth losing, you run the risk of pain and redemption, regret and reward, or nasty visions of revenge . Listen to the drum beat and the sheer energy coursing through the guitar, out of the speaker, and into those patient eardrums. Musically, these guys solidly hammer their message home with finely wrought craftsmanship and rock star swagger. In the capable hands of The Architects, rock and roll gets a bruising, brawling slap in the face." ––--Pete Dulin, PresentMagazine.com PLAY List- 4/10/08

"Genre: Old-fashioned rock 'n' roll with a shot of adrenaline 
Sounds like: A present-day collective of Thin Lizzy, The Jam and AC/DC with Van Halen on vocals 
Band of brothers: Siblings Brandon, Zach and Adam Phillips played together as ska-punk outfit The Gadjits for more than a decade before forming this rock quartet in 2004.
Not to miss: Too-witty-for-his-own-good Brandon Phillips' well-crafted lyrics and clever storytelling."
-Monica Watrous, INK, 4/9/08

"'Daddy Wore Black' , a cautionary tale about a drug dealer comes off like a Midwestern take on Rancid's 'Time Bomb' and 'Oklahoma' is a bloody, country-punk revenge story. A tale of a crooked sheriff who gets what's coming to him, it recalls a more boyish Social Distortion. 'New Boots and Truncheons cements The Architects as cheerleaders for the underdogs; with it's celebration of street protests turning into brawls, it's an all-American version of the Rolling Stones 'Street Fighting Man' updates for the 21'st century. Fighting a losing battle against riot police never sounded so fun and that's really what makes this such a great album."
-Grave Concerns

" I went and saw The Architects on Saturday night- my friend plays in the band (he's the one who's last name isn't Phillips) – at Saint Rock in Hermosa Beach, the band who are from Kansas City, MO put on one of the best shows I've seen in quite a while. On stage everything the band does is so tight, though never did it feel rehearsed."
-Reid, In Flight At Night 6/9/08