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The Script, a group of rockers from Ireland, are a modest bunch, so you'd never suspect they've written some of the most notable pop anthems of the past five years. Even if you've never heard the name, you know the songs; perfect, singable sentiments of broken hearts and love that reverberate with almost anyone. Compressing their larger-than-life tunes to a tiny room in New York City, we arranged for a lucky group of fans to experience their charisma and energy up close and personal in an exclusive session we filmed. The band moved seamlessly through the hits off their most recent record Science and Faith, as well as a few older tunes, all to the delight of a tightly packed group of fans who knew every word, and weren't afraid to demonstrate. Watch the full set now.

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as well, come on.
I've been kicked right down I've been spat in the face.
I've been pulled way down to the lowest place
I've been lied to, shamed I have been disgraced.
Been excommunicated from every holy place. I've been beat up and robbed
I've been left for dead for the way I look, for the things I said.
And when trouble thinks it's found us The world falls down around us
I promise baby, you won't ever you won't ever feel a thing.
I will take it on the chin, yeah, for you, lay your cuts and bruises over my
skin, yeah.
I promise you won't feel a thing, no.
Cause everything the world could throw I'll stand in front, I'll take the blow
For you, yeah For you.
I've been put on the street I've been left in the cold
Had my dreams held up I've been shot full of holes.
I've been laughed at, hurt been the butt of the joke.
I've been lit up in flames I have gone down in smoke.
I've been stabbed in the back I've been promised the Earth.
Trying to keep my head high, for all I'm worth.
Outside our double-glazing no more war is raging.
I promise baby, you won't ever you won't ever feel a thing.
I will take it on the chin, yeah for you Lay your cuts and bruises over my skin
I promise you won't feel a thing, no.
Cause everything the world could throw
I'll stand in front, I'll take the blow For you, yeah
For you.
Come on, come on
Yeah, and if I fall, baby at least you know my dear that
I would die for you Promise you won't ever feel a thing.
And if I fall here at least you know my dear
I would die for you Promise you won't ever feel a thing.
I will take it on the chin, yeah for you Lay your cuts and bruises over my skin,
yeah.
I promise you won't feel a thing, no.
Everything the world could throw I'll stand in front, I'll take the blow
For you, yeah For you.
Yeah, everything the world could throw I'll take the sticks, I'll take
the stones for you, yeah For you.
- Thank you.
This is actually the closest we've ever been to our audience I think, I mean you're literally here.
Going back to the corner where I... - It's close, isn't it? actually know that we're alcoholics now.
- I know, yeah.
I'm so glad you guys are in a singing mood because we're all a bit jet-lagged right now but we really need your hand, you know? You guys sound great as well, you sound like a choir or something. It's like you sound...fucking hell.
Jeez! - He's like, "Shit, everyone knows he's to get... - It's like, "Shit, everyone's a better fucking singer than I am.
" - Right under the microscope.
- Uh-huh, this next song we're gonna do was a really big song for us back home and over here, it was a song that we were all just sitting around thinking, "Wouldn't it be fantastic if a guy just went back to the corner where he first met his ex-girlfriend?" You know, we all poured a bit of ourselves into this song and it's definitely something that we feel is missing from today: so a bit of honesty and a bit of truth, you know? This song's called, "The Man Who Can't Be Moved.
" - Sounds like a football game there or something.
Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move.
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"
Some try to hand me money but they don't understand
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken-hearted man.
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be.
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving.
Policeman says, "Son, you can't stay
here.
" I said, "there's someone I'm waiting for
if it's a day, a month, a year.
" Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or
snows If she changes her mind this is the first
place she will go.
Cause if one day you wake up and find that
you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on
this earth I could be.
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to
the place that we'd meet And you'll see me waiting for you on the
corner of the street So I'm not moving, yeah, I'm not moving.
Cause people talk about the guy who's waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes, a big hole in his world.
Well, maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved
and maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news
And you'll come running to the corner cause you'll know it's just for you.
I'm the man who can't be moved.
You know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved Cause if one day you wake up and find that
you're missing me and your heart starts to wonder where on
this earth I could be.
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to
the place that we'd meet And you'll see me waiting for you on the
corner of the street So I'm not moving, come on, I'm not
moving.
- Beautiful.
I'm not moving, I'm not moving.
So I'm going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move.
- A lot of people ask us all the time about our music and they say, "Who was the girl?" And we're like, "Well, we didn't all date her, you know, that didn't happen.
" - At the same time anyway.
- Not that I know anyway, that we all were.
But if you want to know the reason behind the songs and what motivates some of these songs and stuff like that, sometimes you just want to say, "How do you like me now?" You know, to your ex, you just want to say... Well, you know, you were the one that was hard-done by, you were the one that was left behind, you were the one that was...she told to fuck off, so it's like... So that's how this song came about, this song came about under those sort of, I suppose, harsh circumstances where we just wanted to say, "Fuck off" to somebody, you know? - The name of the song's called, "Fuck off.
" No, I'm joking around.
- No, but we did, and the only way to do it for a musician is through song sometimes, that's the only way.
It's the only way to tell somebody that you hate them enough, you know? And let them know you're doing a bit okay.
But it was actually a little bit reversed in this song, this song ended up being about being the one that, I suppose, that was left behind and being the person that was left with the lesser piece because sometimes, I suppose, in every relationship you don't realize that there's always somebody who didn't want to leave, you know? This song is called, "Breakeven," do you know it? I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing Just prayed to a God that I don't
believe in.
Cause I got time while she got freedom
Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even.
Her best days will be some of my worst She finally met a man that's gonna put
her first.
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble
sleeping Cause when a heart breaks no it don't
break even, even, no.
What am I gonna do when the best part of
me was always you, yeah? What am I supposed to say when I'm all
choked up and you're okay, yeah? I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces.
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding Cause she's moved on while I'm still
grieving And when a heart breaks no it don't
break even, even, no.
What am I gonna do when the best part of
me was always you, yeah? What am I supposed to say when I'm all
choked up and you're okay, yeah? I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces I'm falling to pieces.
One still in love while the other one's leaving
Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even.
Oh, you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm trying to make sense of what
little remains, oh Cause you left me with no love with no
love to my name.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing,
come on, sing it to me, ho.
Just prayed to a God that I don't believe
in, come on, you got a solo now.
Cause I got time while she got freedom,
nice Cause when a heart breaks no it don't
break even, even, no.
What am I gonna do when the best part of
me was always you, yeah? What am I supposed to say when I'm all
choked up and you're okay, yeah? I'm falling to pieces, yeah
I'm falling to pieces I'm falling to pieces.
One still in love while the other one's leaving
Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even.
Come on, let me hear ya It don't break even, no
It don't break even, no, yeah.
It don't break even, no
It don't break even, no, oh It don't break even.
standing right here in front of me.
Nice one, very cool.
It's like, "Solo time, don't fuck it up.
" We normally do with, what was it, on "We Cry"? - "We Cry.
" - It's very funny the different things people say when you shove a mic in their face.
Because I'm like, "Together we cry," - 07909... - Expecting her to go, "cry," but she's like, "Jane.
" I didn't ask you your name! - Or they call out a phone number.
- Or your number.
- A phone number.
- Just saying it out, are we? - Say your phone number again, I'll write it down on my guitar, what was that? - Or in Nashville, they're all singers in Nashville, they're all like, "Ah..." Like, "Give me that bloody mic back again.
All right, bars out, you're out.
" Thank God you guys can sing.
- You want to tell the story? - Yeah, go on.
- Yeah? We were about two years on the road, what happened to us after our first record was things just blew up for us, it went fucking crazy for us so we didn't know what to do really, in the sense of we were just chasing our music around the world.
That's all you can do as lads have been struggling all their lives to be musicians, you know, we've kind of had our own personal recession I suppose.
When you choose to be a musician you get very used to sleeping in people's cars and houses and, you know... - Bushes.
- Yeah, bushes, stalking people.
- Trees.
- So that becomes a way of life for you and suddenly things start becoming really successful for us, and it was a bit crazy for us to deal with for the first two years.
And we went around the world and when we finally got home to Ireland we realized that all the people that had been helping us out and giving us a ride to rehearsals and things like that had been hit by a massive recession in Ireland and it seemed to be something that was hitting the whole world, America included.
And we kind of knew what that was like when we lived here, we lived here for about 10 years when, like I said, when we had our own personal recession, I do remember a time when we stole ice from a gas station at one point.
- Do you want to tell that story? - I don't know if I should.
- I think we just did, we did, yeah.
- We ran out of all the money in our house that we had that we were renting and we were trying to just write music all the time, and it was in Orlando, Florida and, suddenly, they cut the electricity off on us and we realized that our fridge... Of all the things that we love, we love tea, that probably fuels all of our songs, tea and... - Yeah, tea and potatoes.
- Potatoes.
- Potatoes, we discovered today, potatoes is actually an Irish fruit.
- Yes, or so we're told, yeah.
- So what happened was we used to run up to the local gas station and steal all their ice so that we could put it into the bathtub so we could have our milk sitting in the bathtub in the ice so that we could at least have a fucking cup of tea, you know? And so we totally understood the struggle.
So when we got home and started to, wanted to share to people at home, all our friends and family, we wanted to say, "Look what happened, it actually worked out, we got the "real" job, you know, we finally are not on the welfare anymore, we're actually doing all right," you know? And suddenly they were hitting the biggest travesties of their life, they were all losing their cars, all their material possessions, and most of all we felt they were losing each other, you know? And we just felt a song needed to be written about that so we kind of wrote it from I suppose our perspective living in America, that's why we shot the video in New York and wanted to show this beautiful city off because it's a city of great importance to everybody around the world.
And I think when the recession hits the last place you think it's going to hit is New York, you know? So I think it's nice to...with that, I think that's what helped us spur this song on, this song is called, "For the First Time.
" She's all laid up in bed with a broken heart
While I'm drinking Jack all alone in my local bar.
And we don't know how How we got into this mad situation
Only doing things out of frustration Trying to make it work, but, man, these
times are hard, yeah.
She needs me now but I can't seem to find
the time I got a new job now on the unemployment
line.
And we don't know how
How we got into this mess, is it God's test?
Someone help us cause we're doing our best.
Trying to make it work, but, man, these times are hard
but we're gonna start by Drinking old cheap bottles of wine
shit-talking, up all night Doing things we haven't for a while, a
while, yeah.
We're smiling but we're close to tears
Even after all these years We just now got the feeling that we're
meeting For the first time.
She's in line at the dole with her head held high
While I just lost my job but didn't lose my pride.
And we both know how how we're going to make it work when it
hurts when you pick yourself up you get kicked
to the dirt.
Trying to make it work, but, man, these
times are hard But we're gonna start by
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine shit-talking, up all night
Doing things we haven't for a while, a while, yeah.
We're smiling but we're close to tears Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time.
Come on New York, sing it with me.
Drinking old cheap bottles of wine shit-talking, up all night
Saying things we haven't for a while, a while, yeah.
We're smiling but we're close to tears Even after all these years
We just now got the feeling that we're meeting
For the first time.
Just now got the feeling that we're meeting for the first time.
Oh, these times are hard and they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me, baby.
Oh, these times are hard
and they're making us crazy Don't give up on me, baby.
Oh, these times are hard and they're making us crazy
Don't give up on me, baby.
Oh, these times are hard
and they're making us crazy Don't give up on me, baby.
- Thank you.
As we were saying, this is the first one that we ever wrote together as a band, on the very, this is the first day we met each other wasn't it? - Yeah.
- Literally the first day, that's how cool we are.
No, this song is called, "Before the Worst.
" It's been a while since the two of us talked
About a week since the day that you walked knowing things would never be
the same.
With your empty heart and mine full of pain.
So explain to me How it came to this?
Take it back to the night we kissed It was Dublin city
On a Friday night With vodkas and coke
I was Guinness all night.
We were sitting with our backs against the
world Saying things that we thought would never
hurt.
Oh, who would ever thought we would end up
like this? Where everything we talked about is gone
And the only chance we have of moving on Is try to take it back before it all went
wrong.
Before the worst, before we mend
Before our hearts decide it's time to love again.
Before too late, before too long Let's try to take it back before it all
went wrong.
There was a time that we'd stay up all
night Best friends, yeah, talking till the
daylight.
We took the joys alongside the pain
With not much to lose but so much to gain. Are you hearing me?
Cause I don't wanna miss Set you adrift on memory bliss.
It was Grafton Street On a rainy night
I was down on one knee and you were mine for life.
We were thinking we would never be apart With your name tattooed across my heart.
Oh, who would ever thought we would end up like this?
Where everything we talked about is gone And the only chance we have of moving on
Is trying to take it back before it all went wrong
Before the worst, before we mend, before our hearts decide it's time to love
again.
Before too late, before too long
Let's try to take it back before it all went wrong.
If the clouds don't clear, then we'll rise above it
We'll rise above it Heaven's gate is so near
Come walk with me through Just like we used to, just like we used
to, yeah, yeah.
Let's take it back before it all went
wrong.
Before the worst, before we mend
Before our hearts decide it's time to love again.
Before too late, before too long Let's try to take it back before it all
went wrong.
Before the worst, before we mend
Before our hearts decide it's time to love again.
Before too late, before too long Let's try to take it back before it all
went wrong, yeah, yeah.
Let's try and take it back before it all
went wrong, yeah Let's try and take it back before it all
went, all went wrong, all went wrong, all went wrong, all
Let's try and take it back before it all went, all went wrong, all went wrong,
all went wrong, yeah Let's try and take it back before it all
went wrong, yeah.
- It's always fun for us to play everything down to the way we wrote these songs as well so we're very very glad that you guys were here on a very very special night, so thank you so much, guys.
- Thanks, guys.
- By the way we want to say thank you to Baeble for having us down here today.
- Thank you, Baeble.
- Thank you so much, guys, you guys are a leader in a new music fields as well so it's a pleasure to be here.
I can feel the color running As it's fading from my face.
Try to speak but nothing's coming Nothing I could say to make you stay.
Grab a suitcase, call a taxi It's 3 a.m., now where you gonna go?
Gonna stay with friends in New York, yeah. And that's all I get to know.
Just a cigarette gone, no, you couldn't be that far
I'm driving my car to where I hope you are.
Maybe I can talk you down, maybe I can talk you down.
Oh, we're standing on this tiny ledge, before this goes over the edge
Gonna use my heart and not my head and try to open up your eyes
This is relationship suicide.
Cause if you go, I go
Cause if you go, I go.
Taking shortcuts through the alleys
While you're racing through my mind.
Cops can chase but they won't catch me
Not before I get to speak my mind, if there's still time.
Just a cigarette gone, no, you couldn't be that far
I'm driving my car to where I hope you are.
Maybe I can talk you down, maybe I can talk you down.
Oh, we're standing on this tiny ledge, before this goes over the edge
Gonna use my heart and not my head and try to open up your eyes
This is relationship suicide.
We're standing on this tiny ledge, before
this goes over the edge Gonna use my heart and not my head.
Oh, we're standing on this tiny ledge, before this goes over the edge
Gonna use my heart and not my head.
Just a cigarette gone
No, you couldn't' be that far I'm driving my car to where I hope you
are.
Maybe I can talk you down
Maybe I can talk you down.
Oh, we're standing on this tiny ledge,
before this goes over the edge Gonna use my heart and not my head
and try to open up your eyes This is relationship suicide.
Cause if you go, I go Cause if you go, I go.
And if you go, I go And if you go, I go, yeah, yeah.
- We love you guys! - Thank you so much guys, that really is it, but yeah.

Artist Bio

It's been a rags to riches glory ride, an emotional rollercoaster, an all action, all-star blockbuster. Three young Dubliners took on the world, with music fashioned from the emotional detritus of their own hard lives raised up by a love of pop, rock, hip hop and soul. In two years they've notched up a handful of hit singles around the world, including "We Cry", "Breakeven" and "The Man Who Can't Be Moved". Their 2008 self-titled debut album, The Script, went to number one in the UK and Ireland, and is now approaching 2 million sales worldwide. They've played stadium shows with music heroes U2, Take That and Sir Paul McCartney, and to cap it all, "Breakeven" - which has already sold over 1.7 million downloads in the U.S. alone - rewrote history here in America on Billboard's Adult Pop Songs radio airplay chart to take the # 1 spot where the song completed a record-setting 36-week rise to the summit.

But that was just the first draft. It's now time to write a whole new Script.

The scene is a recording studio in London. Two young Irishmen are listening to playback. Handsome, dark haired Danny O'Donoghue is The Script's charismatic vocalist and keyboard player. Shaven headed Mark Sheehan is their intense, loquacious guitarist. Third member, friendly but taciturn drummer and multi-instrumentalist Glen Power is in an adjoining studio, laying down a beat. Danny and Mark cannot sit still. They are leaping about to the music blasting from huge speakers, an addictive blend of hip hop rhythms, flowing melodies, sparkling hooks and emotive, story-spinning lyrics, with Danny's mellifluous soulful vocals riding high over huge, anthemic choruses. This is their forthcoming second album, Science & Faith, and it's fair to say the band is excited.

"We've gone from playing small clubs to performing in theatres, at festivals and in stadiums," says Mark. "It's a little bit shocking to us as new band, playing to these mass audiences. And we feel we have to touch everybody, hit ever fucker in there."

"I'm just so excited about this record," declares Danny. "We are more confident about our sound, so you really want to fine tune your writing skills. Find the essence of what we do songs that mean something that people would like to sing out loud at a concert." "We've had to really think about who we are, what we are, and why it matters," continues Mark. "Take all that experience and try and do something positive with it. We really just want to nail that last album. Put it to the wall."

The studio door flies open, and in bursts drummer Glen. "I've nailed that track lads!" he declares. "Wait til you hear it! I've got blisters on my hands!"

The Script are like this all the time, highly passionate, sincere and poetically articulate, with a tendency to talk over each other in their eagerness to express themselves. The journey to their new album has been a strange one, with many twists and turns. Danny and Mark met in their early teens in Dublin, and had a long struggle for musical recognition, albeit picking up early admirers for their prodigious songwriting talent in U2. They somehow wound up in the U.S., working as songwriters and producers with such R&B heroes as Dallas Austin, Teddy Riley and The Neptunes. A chance encounter with Glen focussed their ideas on making their own music, and the trio was formed. But in the midst of recording their debut album in Dublin, both Mark's mother and Danny's father passed away, inspiring bittersweet live favorite "The End Where I Begin". A meteoric rise through the world's charts followed but, even at the moment of their greatest triumph, they found themselves having to keep their pride in check, as their native Ireland sank into a devastating economic crisis, amongst the hardest hit of European nations following the credit crunch.

And this is where the new chapter in The Script's tale really began.

"We were coming back to Dublin victorious, only to be confronted with stark reality," recalls Danny. "It's like you've waited for that great day when you can say, 'I've finally made it' and everyone else is saying, 'My life has turned to shit'."

"I actually felt really guilty," admits Mark. "Meeting my mates who used to tell me I might need to get a real job to support my family, and buying me a beer when I was the one who was suffering. The tables have turned quite considerably, and you want to be a little bit excited and go, 'oh, man, we just played with McCartney, we just got to number one,' but they're going 'I just lost my job', or 'I split up with my wife."

"What's going on in Ireland is a microcosm for the rest of the world," suggests Danny. "So here we were back in Dublin and there are a lot of relationships going on and we're seeing people who have met under money, under the Celtic Tiger, and they've never known what to do without money. People are getting stripped of everything, stripped of their jobs and their homes and their furniture, so it's going to back to an old thing of drinking cheap bottles of wine, having dinner on the floor, nothing but candlelight, and it's like they are meeting each other for the first time. But I'm not saying that in a bad sense. Its getting back to reality, you are standing naked in front of this person. That notion really resonated with us, and we wrote a song, "For the First Time". I felt like it was something that could be a real flagship, to set the tone for what we want to talk about, emotionally. And the rest has spun off from there."

The songs came thick and fast. "Exit Wounds", about the damage relationships can wreak. "You Won't Feel A Thing", about suffering all the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune to protect your most loved ones. "Nothing" about a drunken, broken hearted phone call to a lost love ("We've all been there," as Danny says). "Don't Change A Thing" about always leaving the door open for the possible return of a loved one. And the title track, "Science & Faith", about the primacy of love in the universal equation. "With all of these subjects, we're always trying to attack at a level where it's optimistic," insists Danny. "We're dealing with complex emotions in the simplest of ways, that's what we battle with in these songs."

"On first listen, the subject matter might sound bleak," says Mark. "But I think being Irish there is this undertone of hope all the time. It's about having coping skills to get over things. With Irish people, no matter how bad things get, you always pick yourself up and carry on."

The Script are songwriters of the first order, combining thoughtful, heartfelt lyrics with lush melodies. They still pronounce themselves incredulous that Paul McCartney personally asked The Script to support him at a series of American stadium shows. "That was pretty mad, that he loved our songs, he knew them, came and watched us while we were playing on stage," says Mark. "He said the reason he picked us was our message is very humble and honest. We're not preaching, we invite people into our world, and our experiences, and to relate to us. He felt like we were dealing with important stuff."

There can surely be no higher honor for a songwriter than the imprimatur of a Beatle. But that's where The Script operate, in the highest realms of pop, easily accessible yet artistically, emotionally and spiritually resonant. "I don't see us as anything other than lads from Dublin," admits Mark. "I don't feel like I'm in some big band. We come in and we make really heartfelt music. I get to really express myself in this band. And that's as far as it goes for me. I'm not trying to change the world. I'm not trying to heal anybody. I generally find most of these songs are healing myself because getting them out has certainly helped externalise the feelings. "The End Where I Begin" is such a poignant song for us, from losing parents, that when we play it people ask 'do you feel like your reopening those wounds every night?' Well, yeah, I honestly do. I set myself up for that song, I remind myself why it was written and what it was all about, and then we play it. Yet it's not tough for me at all. I feel justified. I feel like I'm actually sharing something that you all relate to. You have all lost somebody too. You can all understand exactly where this is coming from. And it feels good to do that."

"You know what The Script is?" says Danny. "It's the journey from a feeling of devastation in the pit of my stomach, for me to be able to think about that, put it into words, to be able to sing it, a band to play it, for you to hear it, to go to your brain, to understand it and for you to replicate that same feeling. It's such an amazing thing. You couldn't work it out with a calculator. But that's what we try and do."

"And that's the pay off," says Mark. "The thought of some person somewhere sitting in their apartment putting our music on because they are hurting and we're the soundtrack to that emotion, whatever is going on in their life. That to me is the greatest power of music. And I cannot get over that they might choose our record. Cause I do that. I sit in a room and pick out a song to articulate my feelings. It floors me every time."

Get ready for the return of The Script. There are going to be more twists in this tale before it is done.

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