Every Time I Die frontman Keith Buckley selects six songs to die with. Literally.
We have neither the budget nor the imagination of BBC Radio, so we've borrowed from their Desert Island Discs program to bring you our own scaled down version, dubbed Six Songs To Die With. We ask a noteworthy musical guest to select the six songs they'd be stranded with on an obligatory desert island. Hypothetically, said guest will be dying on this island, so they've been advised to choose wisely. Selections appear in no particular order.
Every Time I Die has been a staple of Lambgoat coverage since our inception roughly 12 years ago. We've interviewed the band a few times, and if you know anything about them, you know that Keith Buckley, Jordan Buckley, and Andy Williams are all solid dudes. We can't have a feature series on Lambgoat without having a member of ETID participate, so we contacted Keith Buckley. He kindly obliged, and in the absence of instructions from us, chose a more literal approach to our assignment (perhaps inspired by Greg Puciato).
: I'm pretty sure none of the songs I would chose "To Die With" will align with what the Lambgoat message board would prefer to hear while watching me die, but I'm going to do this anyway because I was asked to and I enjoy music sometimes. Keep in mind that while they are not particularly what I currently enjoy most, if I was slowly bleeding out on the floor of a stranger's apartment and absolutely needed to crank some tunes, I would be driven by nostalgia alone. So, here goes.
"Carolina In My Mind"
: Inarguably the most soothing song ever written, and considering I am losing an astonishing amount of blood from the numerous wounds in my torso, being soothed is a priority. When I was very small child my parents would put James Taylor on the stereo and put headphones over my ears. They assured me that everyone could hear the music I was hearing so I would sing loudly to this song while they and their friends laughed. I was oblivious. I had music and that's all that mattered in the world. what an incredible feeling that must have been.
: This would not only be appropriate since I was, in fact, being slaughtered, but it would probably get my heart racing and therefore help me bleed out faster which would in turn end my suffering. This song has my favorite Pantera riff. I saw them live in 1994 and exactly 10 years later Dez from DevilDriver was telling me that Phil "didnt feel like talking" when some friends and I tried to introduce ourselves at Ozzfest. Sean Martin, who was in Hatebreed at the time, is still mad about that.
"Hell Broke Luce"
: I know this is a recent song but Tom Waits is a musician I have loved and admired for decades and I feel this is one of his best songs. It's heartbreaking and angry and I feel that hearing his voice might inspire me to gather what fight I have left and use it against my captor. However, it will be to no avail, as there appear to be 3 of them. I will have had no idea one was sitting on the couch this whole time watching porn and sniffing coke.
Simon and Garfunkel
: Paul Simon is my favorite lyricist in the world, so obviously I would like to take a moment while a plastic bag is being placed over my head to reflect upon how beautiful the human language was before I can no longer speak it. This is a shining example.
"Party In The USA"
: I mean, c'mon. this song is catchy as hell. Also, on my wedding day, one of my groomsmen insisted on playing it on repeat while we all put on our suits and drank whiskey. It was a wonderful time in my life. I would hear it as my last breaths were drawn and think about how radiant my wife looked. I would also wonder why those very same friends were not coming to my rescue and if they could have known that my death would be a direct result of them leaving me to drink alone with some people I had just met at the bar the night before.
"These Arms of Mine"
: I just want his voice to be the last one I hear.