“FOLLOW US ON TWITTOUR”
Brings Up-and-Coming Bands To Your Backyard


NOV 24 - Three of the east coasts’ fastest rising bands – Sent By Ravens, Life On Repeat, and Hollywood Lies – have teamed for a December tour, dubbed the “Follow Us On Twittour”, and Twitter contest.

Headliners, Sent By Ravens, were recently picked up by Tooth and Nail Records; their forthcoming debut full-length was produced by label mate Matt Carter of Emery and producer Aaron Sprinkle (Underoath, The Almost). The band are hometown heroes in their native Myrtle Beach, SC, where they have headlined at the House of Blues.

Supporting is Maryland’s Life On Repeat, who have completed an impressive nine tours in the past two years. The recent Equal Vision signees new EP, As I Grew, sports a “pay-what-you-want” plan for early download and is available December 1st in physical form.  The Brian McTernan (Thrice, Circa Survive, Senses Fail) produced EP showcases the band’s signature mix of catchy hooks and heavy breakdowns.

Rounding out the bill is Boston, MA rock ‘n roll stalwarts Hollywood Lies. The band boasts 3500+ records sold in just three weeks on Vans Warped Tour 2009, 125+ east coast dates in the past six months, and have shared the stage with such diverse artists as The Cab and Sean Kingston.

“Follow Us On Twittour” is presenting a unique contest in conjunction with Substream Music Press to give back to the fans via the latest social-networking craze – Twitter. Starting at 10:00 AM EST on Tuesday, November 24th, Twitter users will simply “tweet” the date they’d like to attend, followed by the hashtag #followusontwittour. Any user with a valid Twitter account is eligible to enter, however users must be following @sentbyravens, @life_on_repeat, and @hollywoodlies. Three prize packs are up for grabs, and the winners will be randomly chosen and alerted via a direct message from one of the bands Twitter accounts.  Winners will be chosen Saturday, November 28th.


One (1) grand prize winner will receive:

1 year subscription to Substream Music Press, as well as a Substream t-shirt

1 t-shirt and CD from Hollywood Lies, Sent By Ravens, and Life On Repeat

2 tickets to the show of their choosing (you must be able to attend the date)


One (1) second place winner will receive:

1 t-shirt from Joshua Clothing

Assorted merchandise from Tooth & Nail and Equal Vision

A $300 credit on any merch order placed at Storenvy


One (1) third place winner will receive:

1 CD from Hollywood Lies, Sent By Ravens, and Life On Repeat, and assorted merchandise from both Tooth & Nail and Equal Vision.

 

Follow Us On Twittour dates

Sun November 29th - Hamden, CT @ The Space
Tues December 1st - Cambridge, MA @ Middle East (Upstairs)
Weds December 2nd - Wilkes-Barre, PA @ Cafe Metro
Thurs December 3rd - Allentown, PA @ Croc Rock
Fri December 4th - Ronkonkoma, NY @ Traxx
Sat December 5th - Berlin, MD @ The Pulse*
Sun December 6th - Linthicum Heights, MD @ MACC
Tues December 8th - Raleigh, NC @ The Brewery
Weds December 9th - Wilmington, NC @ Lucky's Pub 
Thurs December 10th - Charlotte, NC @ Tremont Music Hall
Fri December 11th - Charleston, SC @ Oasis
Sat December 12th - West Columbia, SC @ NBT
Sun December 13th - Jacksonville Beach, FL @ Freebird Live
Mon December 14th - Orlando, FL @ Club 57 West
Tues December 15th - Columbus, GA @ Gallery 13 
Weds December 16th - Marietta, GA @ Swayzes
Thurs December 17th - East Ridge, TN @ The Warehouse

Hey guys we are not going to be playing the Dec. 5th date in Berlin, MD.  We are hate we are missing this show because its suppose to be an awesome show and a fun time.  But we are pulling off this date to do a show with Advent and Rise Against at the Fillmore in Charlotte, NC.

We plan to do all the other dates but we just couldn't pass up this opportunity to be direct support for this tour.  If you are interested in going here is all the information.

Saturday, December 5th - The Fillmore - Charlotte, NC
Rise Against - Sent By Ravens - Advent
Doors - 7:30

Thanks so much for everything guys.  Hope to see a lot of new faces out on the road.  Now get tweeting and come see us!

SBR

HEY GUYS!  WELL WE FREAKIN' DID IT.  WE SIGNED A DEAL WITH TOOTH AND NAIL.  ITS SO CRAZY TO SAY THAT BECAUSE ITS BEEN ALL OF OUR DREAMS TO BE ON A LABEL FOR SO LONG AND ITS NOT ANY LABEL, WE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE ON TOOTH AND NAIL.  JUST BECAUSE A LOT OF THE BANDS THAT INFLUENCE US AND WE LOOK UP TO ARE ON T&N AND WE JUST LOOK UP TO THE LABEL ITS SELF.  WE ARE SO STOKED TO HAVE THIS OPPORTUNITY THAT GOD HAS GIVEN US.  ITS TRUELY A DREAM COME TRUE.  WE ARE MORE THAN HAPPY WITH EVERYONE AT T&N.  EVERYONE IS SO NICE AND AWESOME.  ITS DEFNINTELY A PRIVLEGE TO BE IN THE T&N FAMILY NOW.

FOR YOU GUYS WHO DO NOT KNOW.  WE JUST RECENTLY GOT BACK FROM SEATTLE, WA.  WE WERE THERE FOR 35 DAYS RECORDING OUR BRAND NEW FULL LENGTH ALBUM.  AARON SPRINKLE, WHO IS A FREAKIN' GENIUS BTW, PRODUCED IT AND MATT CARTER, GUITARIST OF THE BAND EMERY, ENGINEERED THE RECORD.  IT WAS SO AWESOME TO BE LOCKED UP IN THE STUDIO WITH THESE TWO GUYS.  THEY KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT MUSIC AND THEY REALLY CARE ABOUT THEIR PROJECTS.  THAT COMPLETELY WRAP THEMSELVES UP IN WHAT THEY ARE DOING AND REALLY CARE ABOUT MAKING THE RECORD AS GOOD AS POSSIBLE.  IT WAS DEFINITELY A PLEASURE METTING AND WORKING WITH THOSE GUYS.

BUT YES WE ARE FINISHED RECORDING OUR NEW RECORD, THERE IS STILL NO SET RELEASE DATE ON IT YET BUT WE SHOULD KNOW SOMETHING WITH IN THIS NEXT MONTH, ITS THE VERY EARLY STAGES OF A NEW RECORD SO WE WILL GIVE YOU INFORMATION AS WE GET IT.  SO LOOK OUT FOR THAT.

WE WILL BE HITTING THE ROAD HARD HERE IN THE NEXT MONTHS TO COME.  HOPEFULLY HOPPING ON SOME BIGGER AND BETTER TOURS TO HELP GET OUR NAME OUT THERE AND SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT SENT BY RAVENS.  ALSO THE VIDEO WE SHOT FOR TRAILER VS TORNADO WILL BE ADDED TO OUR NEW PAGE PROBABLY MONDAY IN IT ENTIRETY. SO BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR THAT.

ANYWAYS GUYS THANKS SO MUCH FOR ALL YOUR LOVE, HELP, AND SUPPORT.  FOR ALL OF YOU WHO BELIEVED IN US FROM DAY ONE AND KNEW WE COULD DO THIS.  WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH.  CONTINUE TO SPREAD OUR NAME LIKE A DISEASE AND TELL THE WORLD ABOUT IT.  THERES NO BETTER PROMOTION THAN WORD OF MOUTH.  ITS THE DAGGUM TRUTH.  THANKS AGAIN GUYS AND WE LOVE YOU.

JAMIE, DANE, JJ, ZACH AND ANDY.
SENT BY RAVENS

CHAPTER THREE


And now we come to a pivotal point in the story of the minstrels. A life changing part, a part that has just happened to them. And this part will be short and to the point, as good news should be.

The minstrels had developed both a Signature Look and a Distinctive Sound, the former with the guidance of the Oracle and the assistance of their spirit animals. The latter, however, was achieved partly because of the Signature Look but mostly (ok, completely) because the minstrels were talented and driven and full of passion for music.

These passion and talents became very well known and regarded by the peasants in the states of South Cahrolynah, Gorghia, Flohridah and Virginyah. For the minstrels, traversing the countryside in a glorious maroon carriage called Ron was a favorite pastime, where they met other great lads of traveling troops and forged friendships and bromances. And they had adventures that will be told to the people of the interwebz in subsequent chapters, for now is not the time.

In a far off land called Seeahtuhl, an ancient tribal council of wizards lived, and they were tasked with finding and nurturing talented minstrels throughout the globe. They were led by two wizards of distinction, who were wizened and grizzled and one was called Nail and one was called Tooth.

And so it came to pass that word of the great feats and musical stylings of minstrels from Laymahr came to the far off land of Seeahtuhl, and the wizards Tooth and Nail took notice and sought them out, wanting to meet them and archive their sound on vinyl, so that it might be played throughout the world by power of phonograph.

The minstrels convened in Layhmahr to discuss the matter at length. But lengthy discussions were not warranted, as the minstrels knew what they wanted and what they’d been working toward and this was it and this was happening. And so the strongly bearded Jamie, mulleted Zachary, dreadlocked Andy, fairehaired JJ, and manchild Dane put quills to parchment and signed a record deal with Tooth and Nail.

And now our story finds the minstrels in the town of Seeahtuhl, locked in soundproof rooms as their sweet sounds and harmonies are transcribed for the all world to hear.

CHAPTER TWO

Here our story continues.

As you may recall, a troop of minstrels had banded together in the faire towne of Laymahr. They spent their days frolicking in the meadows, jaunting down the lanes of Laymahr, and retreating to the cool dens of solitude within the compound where they slumbered. Amongst the shenanigans of their daily lives, the minstrels also composed melodies which awed and impressed the peasants of the surrounding townes and villages.

But something was missing. The minstrels sensed it and the convened to discuss the matter at hand, but could come to no conclusions. They decided to arrange a consultation with The Oracle, a prophetess who had hair of unclassifiable colour but sass and wisdom and cleverness in spades. In modern times, such a relic would be called a life coach.
The Oracle, who was very busy and well regarded, deigned herself to meet with the minstrels of Laymahr. She had foreseen great things in their future, things that hinged upon her ability to guide them.

“Boys, be you full of talent and conviction, you are missing an important piece in the Puzzle of Lyrical Stylings. You are missing a Signature Look. I beseech you, journey to the forests, to the plains, to the jungles and seek out your spirit in animal form. I can say no more, I’ve said to much, I wish you luck in your quests. Now leave, I have much more important things to do- there are unicorns to tame and gentle.”

With that, The Oracle dismissed the minstrels, who reconvened in Laymahr to discuss what they had learned. Zach and Andy, who thought themselves older and wiser, were skeptical of The Oracle’s power, but they would soon be punished for their erroneous, duplicitous thoughts and decided to succumb to her wisdom and teachings, as Jamie had done before them.

And so, after many long goodbyes and tears and bro-hugs, the minstrels separated and set out in search of their spirit animals.

Zach, who fancied himself a lyrical stylist and amateur luchador, was the first to encounter his spirit in animal form. He had trekked no further than the village of Hahrtzville before he felt drawn to a shaded glen, where sat a rabbit. To his surprise, the rabbit whispered, whispered words of wisdom.

“Dear sir! I perceive that we are two beings who are alike in all ways except genetics and also, I have fur that is better styled. Please seek your full potential! Seek your destiny! Seek a mullet, a mullet that will be the envy of the townspeople. A mullet for the ages.”

And with that, he hip hopped away into the shadows. Once recovered from the initial shock of a hearing an animal speak, Zach realised the wisdom in his words. A mullet would set him apart, enhance his lyrics and his life.

Meanwhile, Jamie had travelled northward, to a tiny towne called Peekhens. He felt the urge to hike, and so he did, falling no less than seven times as he struggled up the face of the rock. He felt strangely drawn to a dark and ominous cavern, and so he entered, his Hell Hammer poised in case of attack. He need not have worried, however, because a wise bear was seated upon a wooden stump, awaiting him. And when the bear spoke, Jamie was not surprised. He had always expected that animals would find their voices in his presence. He was kind of a big deal.

“Gentle James… it pains me to see you this way, with shorn hair and collared shirts. You are a bit of a bro. See the errors in your ways and let nature take its course. I forsee a beard and hair of epic proportions. The beard will be strong in the neck region and will be the envy of the kings. And the hair will stop the hearts of the damsels.”

And so Jamie followed the words of the bear and beared out. And the ladies swooned.

Months passed, and Jamie and Zach heard nothing from Andy, the manchild Dane, or fairehaired JJ, who had voyaged to the jungles of Ahfreeckah in pursuit of their spirit animals. Because of their bromance, Jamie and Zach were able to perceive that nothing was amiss and remained content in the towne of Laymahr, awaiting the return of the missing minstrels.

Meanwhile, in the jungles of Ahfreeckah, the Hahwhyans skipped along, not a care in the world, until they discovered a gorilla and a giraffe, dozing in a sunlit clearing. They shuddered to a halt, knowing at once they had finally found what they were looking for.

The gorilla spoke first, to the fairehaired JJ.

“We are so alike, and yet, so different. And the difference, young lad, is our hair. Do not be constrained by societal norms. Let your hair roam free, let it breathe! I gave the same advice to Farrah Fawcett. You would do well to do the same.”

And with that, the gorilla grabbed hold of a nearby vine and vanished into the mist, leaving the giraffe, who spoke to the manchild, Dane.

“Manchild, my direction to you is simple. I will not waste my time advising you to grow a beard or sideburns of legendary proportions- we both know that is not possible for you. Also, you would look ridiculous with a beard. For you, unnaturally tall manchild, I envision a baby mullet, a tribute to Zachary and a recognition of your manchildness. And maybe some nerd glasses, to enhance your bone structure.”

In a nearby plain, which was free of rain and not in Spain, Andy sat perfectly still on a solitary rock, meditating and awaiting his spirit animal. He would not seek it out, oh no, for he felt sure his spirit animal was in search of him. And correct he was, for a pride of lions approached him, and the most prominently maned of them all sprung onto the rock where Andy sat, so that they might chat, man to lion.

“Andy, you are already on the right track. You are a more advanced study of good hair than your counterparts. Knowing this, I know you will dedicate yourself toward the grooming and upkeep of what I ask you to do. I will say one word and that one word is your fate: dreadlocks.”

Several months later, for voyages by ship took several fortnights, the minstrels reunited in Laymahr. After much group hugging and tears of happiness and bouncing at seeing one and other, they immediately recognized that things would be different. They now had guidance, they now had direction, they now had Style.

CHAPTER ONE

Once upon a tyme, in the faire town of Laymahr, lived two young lads called Jamie and Andy who lived in a glen of solitude and jam sessions, never venturing beyond the rolling hills and stillness of Laymahr, content that they had the best hair in the land. And serene in this knowledge they remained, until they one day they heard of a chap from the neighbouring borough of the states. This lad was called Zachary and in addition to having distinctive hair, he also had a way with the words. Zachary was so taken with Jamie and Andy (and their hair) that he moved to Laymahr so that they may practise their craft together, forever. (He certainly did not move there for the night life.)

As the minstrels began to travel about, putting their words to music in front of the local peasants, they realised that something was missing. And so they cast out a call to arms, a call for a percussionist. The call was answered by a drum banger in the far off and distant land of Hahwhyee. An unnaturally tall manchild called Dane had heard word of the great feats and talents of the minstrels from Laymahr. He was an eager lad, eager to make noise for the townspeople of South Cahrolynah and eager to improve his hair. But before he ventured east, towards the sun and humidity, he had a suggestion.

“Gents! Please take some of your precious time away from Mortal Kombat and lend an ear to my best mate, JJ. He is a wizard with stringed instruments!”

The boys were moved by his plea, and his promising hair, so they used the power of the social networking equivalent of a carrier pigeon/stagecoach express called YouTube to watch moving pictures of the fairhaired JJ. They were so taken with both his musical stylings and hair that they invited both Dane and JJ to move to their towne and join the troop.

And thus begins our tale, the story behind the band. The story of how they grew to fame and glory and even better hair than before.

hey guys...zachy here...hope you guys are enjoying the new song...we've got more coming in the near future...so keep checking the space and please tell a friend!
the hungry king is based on the book "where the wild things are"...(one of my favorite childhood books)...this song as well as most of the others we are writing center around love...in this particular song...we take the place of max...a kid who becomes king of the wild things (comparable to the world)...through the song we realize the love we neglect (i.e Gods love)..and the need to find our way home...this song is dedicated to a friend in VA who was a total confirmation to me...after we played the song for the first time...he came up to us after the set and showed me his new "wild things" tattoo...it blew my mind...i really felt like God was saying.."your on the right path"...i just had to listen

The Hungry King
No one could stop me i had tricks up my sleeve..but empty attention is not what boys need...my mother swore this was the last time...so i pray for sleep..i pray for sleep
the love is there...id rather give my heart away..than let it die here...as i sharpen my teeth and stare at the sun...when i wake i will hunger no more
oh satisfaction was the bread of the day..but somehow i tamed the beast..and they made me their king...but those evil eyes were focused...so i said be still..and i dropped my crown
be still...im finding my way home...be still...we're finding our way home...when they hold you down..let your feet become lighter...be still!!!
<3

Everyone has asked...sorry for the wait...hope you like
TRAILER VS. TORNADO
You speak of grace like you've seen it...your precious blood begins to boil over...and we will never be the same again
now that i've got your attention...the plastic parts of people melt away...a blowing wind..it changes my position..but theres just something about facing our fears today
this won't take long..using words you feel are true..keep building the love...the beauty above me breathes out loud..as i learn to indulge in you...
the feeling of the wind as it touches my skin...just one of my addictions...well i made it my home but woke up alone...cause i created this myself..i'll hopefully be close enough..with a better understanding....
honestly i'll never be the same again..but im trying..i tried to be something im not..in the end...i'll never be the same again...
THIS BATTLESHIP WON'T BUDGE
waking up at 2 a.m....i realize that im a creature..we all think like machines...if human nature is an anchor...then it won't pull us down
just trust in this touch..we've been conditioned to fall down...but she has free will..when second guessing yourself..let closed eyes lead the way...
we're not scared to ride in the pouring rain...with the top let down..making attempts just to be different...in this beat-down town...we're looking through the glass of emotion..and fashion takes its toll...so don't wait for her...
forgive me father for i have sinned..without you..im just flesh...forgive me
you're part of me..and i won't budge..no i won't budge
THIS AWAKENING
i need you now..maybe more than ever..i wanna come back to life..but im not sure how...so im falling into your water..take me deeper...deeper in
silent...why bother..we've been here all along..waiting for faith to fall..but light...this burn is changing me from a poison to purpose..and the thought is poetry.....this awakening...it starts with a fallout...
silence became my crutch and i...i got by without knowing enough..so much conviction as i..as i paced this room...the mystery in me is on display for hundreds to see...but now i think its time..time for that change
the mystery in me is on display..for a hundred to see
love like fire..this is our prayer
you know i'd die...just to be with you
THE BEST IN ME
this room is thick with words...a mess a mess...of secrets and thieves..but can't you see that we're all the same..just vessles...and we're all afraid
forgive me i don't mean to intrude..you see my hands are shaking too
just settle down..this storm won't last forever..we're built for more than this world.. im not that strong..honestly im not..but you always see the best in me
now im naked..at least you see me for who i am...so fragile.. i wait with hope that the coming change won't blow us away
am i something you can be proud of
MY FRIEND COURAGE
my friend..the impatient..i thought i saw you crying..we seem to wait for the miracles to bring us closer..then you told me that this could work out..in faith i believe..i was standing with this love in line....will you wait for me...im still waiting
send us the strength..give us the peace we long for...and down with the fear..send me the words..so i can speak tonight
simple..suprising...you're pointing your finger..they're turning away..but not so this could work out..will you wait for me...i stopped waiting
i become fearless...i become the light
I AM
you passed right through me...voices that flow with passion and understanding..as my feelings get stronger..and stronger...starring up in amazement..12 summers before i saw the true foundations...and i defended you..and i still defend you
come back..i've always known you're near..come back...and the wind tells me its soon