The Kills are an awesome, indie, bluesy, groovy, stripped down sort of band consisting of the lovely and talented Alison Mosshart (known by her stage name "VV"), and the extremely cool Jamie Hince (known by his stage name "Hotel"). they both belonged to other independent bands, until Alison heard Jamie practicing in the hotel room above hers, and musical history was changed forever. they're surprisingly underrated and for the most part continue to remain mostly unknown. they're albums are some of the greatest music you can get your hands on, and you should get your hands on them. now. go do it now. stop reading and go it now. fine, read the examples, but then go do it now. download it from Amazon or iTunes. get them.

A phrase to describe someone who is cognitively degenerating. Synonym of "going off the deep end". Can have varying degrees of severity.

Reference to the song "Hey You" by Pink Floyd. The line "and the worms ate into his brain" makes no sense in an otherwise linear and literal narration throughout the lyrics.

A lo-fi, jug & banjo-esqu, garage rock, blues band headed by Alison "VV" Mosshart and British Jamie "Hotel" Hince. The duo stared off hopping band to band until VV overheard Hince practicing his guitar in the hotel room above her's. The two became sole mates and maintained a long distance relationship with one another until edventually releasing some amazingly lo-fi songs under the simple name, "VV and Hotel."

In 2002 they released a single entitled "Black Rooster EP" under the name "The Kills" in Britian before it was picked up for the U.S. Shortly there after, they released their first album "Keep on Your Mean Side" in 2003, which maintained their anti-music industry attitude.

The Kills are quite shy for being musicians. They rarely give interviews, and VV's so nervous to preform in front of a large audience, she ussually chain-smokes and vomits regularly before shows.

In 2005 The Kills released their second album, "No Wow", which deviated from the course they had previously laid down for themselves to follow, and went into more of an artistic "post punk" yet still sounded just as, if not more, stripped down as Keep On Your Mean Side.

One's last chance at pursuing/having anything at all. For instance; a woman, a man, hit off a bong/pipe/aqualung, bump in a vial, etc.

The end of a cigarette, the very last drag before the filter.

The best freaking song in the whole entire world performed by the best band ever to have existed in the industry of music...30 Seconds to Mars!

The Best of the best. No other better