The Last Dinner Party - Burn Alive [Live at the Liverpool Academy, 15/08/2023]

From serenading the dimly-lit corners of East London pubs to Courting interest from several major record labels, agents, promoters & publishers in a few short months, The Dinner Party have burst forth gloriously into the guitar music renaissance.
Conceived during a wine-stained evening in Brixton, the name embodies a musical and aesthetic ethos of decadence, mystery, spectacle and charm. Finding artistry in the intersection between the beautiful, sublime and grotesque, the band are guided by their favourite Romantic poets and Gothic novelists.
The preceding years of isolation and anxiety have only served to heighten The Dinner Party’s creative appeal as they usher in a new era of unashamed maximalism and untethered euphoria. They cast their net of inspiration across artists and genres, from Kate Bush and David Bowie, glam rock and new wave, to unexpected moments of twelve bar blues, classical overture and heavy synth breakdowns.
Singer Abigail, guitarists Emily and Lizzie, keyboardist Aurora and bassist Georgia weave a fantasy of haunting melodies, explosive choruses, and lyrics that embrace tragedy and triumph in equal measure. At their shows, the band lead audiences through the soaring crescendos and pin-drop silences of the most debaucherous dinner parties, gathering a dedicated and growing company of attendees with every performance.
The band are currently based in London writing, recording, and preparing for their next spectacle.

[@m8trxd]

Guitarist went full Pixies on this one and I love it

[@alenastevenson4174]

Such good live vocal quality

[@meliora_ghost]

Lyrics
Wine is on your blouse
You think it's so romantic
But in reality
We're both just addicts
I am not the girl I set out to be
Let me make my grief a commodity
Do what I can to survive
There is candle wax melting in my veins
So I keep myself standing in your flames
Burn, burn me alive
I am at the stage
Put on my perfume
Burn marks on my back
I never could say no
You don't wanna hurt me
But I want you to
I break off my ribs
To make another you
You make me bite my tongue
And now there's blood in my glass
Will you buy me a new one?
This is too good to last
I am not the girl I set out to be
Let me make my grief a commodity
Do what I can to survive
There is candle wax melting in my veins
So I keep myself standing in your flames
Burn, burn me alive

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Verse 1]
When it's on your blouse
You think it’s so romantic
But in reality
We're both just addicts
[Chorus]
I am not the girl I set out to be
Let me make my grief [?] to
What I plan to survive
There is candle wax melting in my veins
So I keep myself standing in your flames
Burn, burn me alive
I am at the stage
Put on my perfume
[?]
I never could say no
You don't wanna hurt me
But I want you to
I break off my wrist
To wring another you
[Pre-Chorus]
You make me bite my tongue
And now there’s blood in my glass
Will you buy me a new one?
This is too good to last
[Chorus]
I am not the girl I set out to bе
Let me make my griеf [?]
What I plan to survive
There is candle wax melting in my veins
So I keep myself standing in your flames
Burn, burn me alive
[Outro]
Burn, burn me alive
Burn me
Burn me
Burn me
Burn
Burn me alive

[@megandavies4370]

Let me make my grief a commodity - possibly?

[@meliora_ghost]

I think the first verse is "Wine is on your blouse" not "when it's on your blouse"

[@alanadams7071]

I could be completely wrong but I think V2 line 2 is "petrol my perfume". Sort of makes sense too.