The Best Song From Defeater

Basic Information About Defeater 

Defeater is an American melodic hardcore band that originated from Boston, Massachusetts. They formed in the year 2004. The band consists of Derek Archambault (vocals), Jake Woodruff (guitar), Mike Poulin (bass), and Joe Longobardi (drums). So far, they have created 4 full-length albums and one EP. 

Song of Recognition 

 As per usual, I had a somewhat difficult time choosing what song is my favorite from Defeater. You really can't choose a forever favorite song from a band that you adore with a fiery passion. It's nearly impossible. So, I would like to give some recognition to their song, "I Don't Mind". That song is just all around beautiful, and very unique compared to the majority of their songs. They use acoustic guitar in "I don't Mind", which clearly doesn't generally connect with the genre, melodic HARDCORE. 

"I don't Mind"

Best Song = At Peace 

There are numerous reasons why I am under the impression that Defeater's best song is "At Peace". The first reason is because, well, it was the first song I heard from Defeater. Every time I listen to this song it reminds me of hanging out with my older brother when the sun was setting back when I used to live in Reno. You can't go wrong with a song that brings great nostalgia. Another reason why I fucking adore this song is because you can hear the emotion pouring out of Derek through his screams. I personally fancy songs where you can actually hear genuine emotion in the vocalist's voice (I'm a sucker for sincere, sad songs). I could list all of the reasons why "At Peace" is such an amazing song, but I can't write for shit, so I'll discontinue explaining. 

These are the lyrics to the song, in case you wanted to know what they are: 

You've got to find her.
your mother ain't fit to be alone.
her rosary beads are gone, there's only one place she'd be.
the sun is nearly up, put your jacket back on and walk down the street.
feel the wind start to shift, cold and biting.
just like everything that's changed.
when you do find her, take the only family that you've got back to home.

Head down, walk through the crowds and the families downtown.
you jealous bitter old man, it's just yourself you can't stand.
the man that took away your wife, coward that left you behind,
you would kill them both if you could.
head down, cigarette in hand.
concrete, cold brick and sand to the place where she prays,
where she suffers her days.
sleepless nights with the dirt when the addiction hurts.
up to that old white oak door church.
and that's where you find her in that last pew.

You touch her cold hand, your mother is gone.
in front of her God, needle in her arm.
the family plot will be filled.
the perfect ending to a tragedy.
put her in the cold wet ground.
finally at peace with her husband now.
and you've lost all will.
hours strain, but months pass alone with you gun.
blue-collar shipyard, your days have gone.

Lost it all for the promise of a normal life.
all taken from you when you lost your wife.
so you sit in that chair, waiting for death, barrel to your head.

"At Peace"