Have a little faith in me

You know how sometimes there’s a band that you really like but you forget that you like them and you don’t listen to them for a really long time and then you randomly come across one of their songs and you’re like “SWEET BABIES, HOW DID I FORGET ABOUT THIS?!” That’s how I feel about The Cab.

 

the cab

Alex (Marshall), Dave, Alex (DeLeon), Joey (sidenote: I flippin’ love Joey Thunder. He’s precious).

I suppose this picture is no longer relevant since I just found out this weekend that Alex Marshall left the band. Which is surprising since they’ve been teasing new music for the past couple of weeks. The only problem with being a The Cab fan is that they’ve fallen into a pattern where they only release new music every 3 years: 2008’s Whisper War, 2011’s Symphony Soldier, and now the Lock Me Up EP which is probably going to come out tomorrow.

A teaser for the EP.

I distinctly remember the first time one of my friends played a demo version of “I’ll Run” for me, in 2007. I loved it immediately and it’s still a solid song:

You’re three times the lady I’ll ever have

Without going into too much detail, The Cab’s beginnings are closely tied to the rise of Panic! at the Disco, which is how my friend first discovered them. They were signed to Fueled by Ramen/Decaydance, a label that was basically like one big happy musical family: generally, if you listened to one FBR band, you listened to them all (not so much anymore, since a lot of their bands either moved to major labels or have been inactive for a couple of years).

I listened to Whisper War on repeat for weeks after it first came out, saw The Cab open for Panic! in October 2008, and then kind of forgot about them for a while until I saw them again at Warped ’10. I had been on the other side of the lot and managed to get to the stage just as they started, and promptly remembered that yeah, The Cab is a really good band. Catchy, poppy, danceable – so much fun! I dare you not to bop your head along with them.

 

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