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Mansbridge is a punk band from Montreal, Canada. But not just any other punk band. You may recognize them from their time in Farler's Fury. After a long hiatus with Farler's Fury, Mansbridge hit us over the head with their new self-titled EP. There is no question about their sense of urgency to get back on the road and start where they left off.
"Mansbridge’s sound is that of a mid-90s pop-punk band that grew up and decided to play serious music. Society sucks. People suck, and nothing is certain.
Mansbridge knows this, and this idea comes out in their lyrics. “Is the perspective of harm making you restless?” Yes, Mansbridge, and there is no escape. This sentiment of constant torture and the mind’s inability to cope is echoed throughout the course of their four-song E.P." - The Arthur, The Peterborough and Trent University Independent Press
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THE PBR COLOGNE
Someone got killed on the TV screen
But if you opened the door, you could hear the shot
While I was waiting for my entertainment, sober
Protagonists paraded in confusion
And unaware of the outside world
And I was waited on by deception, sober
Bummed out and disillusioned, I hit the streets in the rain
Still struggling with the concept of not numbing the pain
In the scent of candles, hands were held and raised
Through strength of emotion, a soul was praised
I was singing with the silent choir, sober
But from all sides, shots arrived
Anxiety-fueled impulse marked the night
How could I just lay my head down, sober?
A wounded people grasping for inner peace.
Could never stop those god damn vultures in their feast
So I got to a house where death is only
An innocent slogan to savage beauty
Oh please St-Henri, won’t you show me a good time
In loyal support, hands were put together
For the ones who invoked candid splendor
For a minute I forgot about the PBR cologne
“Don’t say we never tried”, a mantra care of the Captain
It suddenly became an anthem for all of us on the wagon
I’ve been looking forward to salvation
Been working on a plan B to enjoy myself
But the outside world is not providing me with hope
Because everyone else is so hectic
And they’re all self-medicating
I need a new perspective, so I can finally cope