Here is a cover of The Obituaries by the Menzingers we did recently with some friends friends on gang vocals. Special thanks to everyone who took part in this drunken rendition, Eric Altomonte who recorded this masterpiece and Josh who has been a trooper for allowing us to use his image. Cheers.

The Obituaries (Acoustic cover of The Menzingers)

The first track off of our second EP, "And So On", to be released sometime in 2018.
lyrics
Six beers in the shower, 
'cause the worlds gone to hell, 
repeating the same mistakes, 
I'm sure you can tell 

We could break the cycle, 
start over again, 
but now this rose is covered in thorns, 
and the blood is on our hands. 

We fucked it up once, 
we fucked it up twice, 
we fucked it up three times, 
I guess that's life
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released December 30, 2017 
Recorded at The Watershed in London, Ontario, with Eric Altomonte. 

Thanks Alex for playing sax; Kent for playing trumpet; ToeKnee for throwing the artwork together; and everyone who helped with the gang vocals.

Six Beers - Rawls Royce

The intro track off of our upcoming EP Anarchy, State, and Fruitopia. 

BIG thanks to Eric Altomonte at Castlegrove Studios for taking the time to work with us and record our music, to Alex Preiss for the beautiful album artwork, and, of course, to Josh Heppenstrijdt for being our pretty model. 

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September, 2016, Toronto, Ontario.
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Lyrics: 

How does it feel? 
To look at the past again 
And those photographs you left behind, reminders of better times 
When there was colour in your eyes 

And I’m sorry 
I’m sorry 
I’m sorry 
For everything, 

Too be Kind. 
That’s what’s expected 
Six years 
I’m still defected 
(i’m still defected) 

And I’m sorry 
I’m sorry 
I’m sorry 
I’m letting go 

And next month I’ll pack up and move back home 
Retracing my steps, forgotten that I’ve grown 
A poor excuse to compare myself too you 
Those six years… 

Can’t recognize you anymore 
Can't remember the image of my self 
On my face are the lines out the door 
Six years… 

I wish you were here right now 

(Where are you now? Where are you now?) 
I can’t handle this by myself 
(Where are you now? Where are you now?) 
Six more years without you couldn’t bare the thought 
(Where are you now? Where are you now?) 
Those six years 
(Where are you now? Where are you now?) 
Those six years, could’t bare the thought
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from Anarchy, State, and Fruitopia, track released October 5, 2016 
Will Roelofs - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar 
Mitch McGowan - Lead Guitar, background vocals 
John Caldwell - Bass, Drums, background vocals
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Anarchy, State, and Fruitopia

Six Years

An homage to Tony Hawk, George Orwell, and being a stagnant idiot. 

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lyrics
An improper stage, no applause at curtain call 
Perhaps it’s just a phase, but it seems like all I know now 
So I’ll carry on, dragging on, but looking up and 
Hope the planes fly too high for the bombs to reach the floor 
For the bombs to reach the floor 

Coming up for air, beneath the surface I am drowning 
Like pints of discount beer, I return drunk and empty 
A decade halved, and I’m still racing Eric Sparrow 
Who have I become? 

They say that “conflict brings change” - but I just stay the same 
Flip the record over but first come plug it in 
And lately I’ve been saying “no more nothing days” 
Unless we’re together, then nothing ain’t a waste.
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from Anarchy, State, and Fruitopia, released October 14, 2016 license

Eric Sparrow, See You Next Tuesday - Rawls Royce

yrics: 

Wait 
Times Up 
Stay 
You’ll feel old now 
You’ll feel old now 

Wait 
Times up 
Stay 
You’ll feel let down 
You’ll feel let down 

Click your heels close 
We can’t go on believing in Oz 
Never needed ghosts 
I went too far to leave it all 
Click your heels close 
We can’t go on believing in Oz 

Hey 
Times up 
Stay 
You’ll feel let down 

Hey 
Where’d the time go? 
Stay 
You’ll feel old now 

Click your heels close 
We can’t go on believing in Oz 
Click your heels close 
We can’t go on believing in Oz 

Never needed ghosts 
I went too far to leave it all 
Click your heels close 
We can’t go on believing in Oz 
I can’t go 

This silence 
I can’t go on 
These nihilists 
They take too long 
Yeah they take too fucking long 

Limberlost!

Limberlost

Written back in Med Syd Hall in 2011 with the help of Josh Heppenstrijdt and Ben "Trio" Robitaille. <3
lyrics
Lyrics: 

David is a friend of my own 
I thought that I might take her home 
With my glasses, and my plaid shirt on 
Maybe we could talk all night 
Even though she’s half my height 
I can’t always tell if she’s around 

Something is dysfunctioning 
Tell me what is happening 
What the hell is going on? 
Maybe cuz you’re one year older 
That’s why I can’t get a boner 
I swear to god this has never happened before 

Oh David! 

A couple of shots from a mickey 
She’ll cover your neck in hickies 
Sucking on my skin all night long 
Homeless hangout in the quad 
Damn you’ve got a rocking bod 
Maybe things would work out if I did 

Something is dysfunctioning 
Tell me what is happening 
What the hell is going on? 
Maybe cuz you’re one year older 
That’s why I can’t get a boner 
I swear to god this has never happened before 

Oh David! 

This is a construction zone 
It says to have a hard hat on 
But instead it seems I’ve worn a toque 
She lived in my residence 
And when she got into my pants 
My flaccid dick really let her down 

Something is dysfunctioning 
Tell me what is happening 
What the hell is going on? 
Maybe cuz you’re one year older 
That’s why I can’t get a boner 
I swear to god this has never happened before 

Oh David!

David

The last track off of our second EP, "And So On", to be released sometime in 2018.

lyrics:

Sea in between the eastcoast and the front seat, 
Unease and me at 23, 
Left and leaving,

She's painted over certainty and bleeding, 
Through goodbyes for now, 
And I know,
That you found remorse,
On a canvas I ripped and tore, 

Wake me up from this midsummer dream, 
Cause' hanging up these skates
And so on...
isn't all it seems,
And so on...
Let's make six beers last one more year, 
Can we sing like assholes while we are here?

From the streams, 
To the rivers, 
The opal upon heavens shone, 
Catching hold of her footsteps, 
A carrion, 

I will never forget, 
We will never forget, 
I will never forget, 
We will never forget, 

And so on...

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released February 4th, 2018
Recorded at The Watershed in London, Ontario, with Eric Altomonte.

Thanks Alex for playing sax; Kent for playing trumpet; Slavoj Zizek for explaining what Haddaway couldn't.

And So On - Rawls Royce

What is the role of the enforcer in the game. Why is it important?

“I think it’s important. Obviously fighting is a part of the game, it’s engrained in the sport. The role of the enforcer is needed. They keep the peace on the ice. They make sure star players don’t get taken advantage of and I’ve been an advocate of that forever. I think if you watch a game where there isn’t a player that keeps the other team nervous, there are players that take runs at players. There are dirtier hits. The play gets more chippy.
And if there is a player there that is a fighter, they would calm that stuff down. There wouldn’t be as many borderline hits, there wouldn’t be as much scrums or chippy play. The role of that enforcer definitely calms the play down and keeps the play honest.” – John Scott

We used the theme of Enforcers to discuss the role of violence within the recent political landscape. Enforcers arise out of the inadequacy of the rules in the game, thus enforcers act as a deterrent to further violence and abuse of star players. Political violence and the discourse surrounding it operates similarly, as if one group becomes violent than it maybe necessary for others to as well. We wrote this song after the events at Charlottesville, where a young woman was murdered in the streets by an Alt-rightist. The song is a reaction to those events as a call to arms, to stand against the violent advocates of racism, anti-Semitism, anti-LGBTQ, and anti-democratic sentiments. 

As of late enforcers have been going out of style, Hockey has changed and the rules have become more stringent. In the current political landscape, the norms have become more polarized but the rules have not changed. Hate speech has increased and so to have threats to visible minorities. Why even the President of the United States, the leader of the de-facto liberal order was unable to condemn these attacks, as many of the position held by these crypto-fascists were also shared by the administration. So in a world, where the state doesn’t adequately enforce rules regarding the harassment of visible minorities and gives credence to crypto-fascistic nationalism at an executive level. The norms of pluralistic discourse have changed, the white nationalists are on the street, they are advocating for the ethnic cleansing of our fellow brown and black human beings, and we are expected to sit back and discuss the merits of whether or not they deserve to exist? Our answer is no, deterrence is needed and there is no room for reasonable conversation when someone is willing to denigrate the value of a fellow human being.



Lyrics:You say heritage is not hate
Defending a statue built for second place 
Participation trophy for the Aryan race

It's the last of the enforcers 
We’re going fisticuffs tonight

White genocide? More like cum in a napkin 
Call me a cuck, but I still get 
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Clean up the slums to build a high-rise
Cry as the windows are smashed by lead pipes
A gun and a badge, and I know that you’ll sleep tight tonight

Hurry up don't be a bench warmer We’re going blood on the ice
There is no room for conversation on Omaha Beach

Clean up the slums to build a high-rise
Cry as the windows are smashed by lead pipes
A gun and a badge, and I know that you’ll sleep tight tonight

It's the last of the enforcers 
We’re going fisticuffs tonight
Hurry up don't be a bench warmer 
We’re going blood on the ice
The fourth track off of our upcoming second EP, "And So On", out February 23, 2018.

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Eric Altomonte at The Watershed in London, Ontario.

Last Of The Enforcers

We were a couple political science graduate students at the University of Western Ontario who, before our inevitable ascent into unemployment upon graduation, took some time to write and record some music. Although our musical backgrounds largely differed (emo revival / funk / Swedish death metal) we were able to come together and write some pop-punk (ish?) jams - and we are pretty dang stoked to share 'em with ya'll.

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