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The Unfairity E​.​P.

by Garsa

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Mark G From the off, you know this EP is going to be different. Good different.
Echoes of The Beta Band are there , whether that be vocally or production-wise, but this is mixed together with wider walls of sounds.
There are no duff tracks on this EP. Each track ambles along it its own inimitable style, and whilst this listener isn't a huge fan of instrumentals, Pelargonium takes me back to Bowie's Low.
This is a work of excellence all the way through.
Devil be gone. Indeed, devil be gone.
Favorite track: Ghosts.
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    ▪ "A collection of intimate and sparkling jewels" - Arun Kendall, Backseat Mafia
    ▪ "There is something for everyone within this release and I genuinely cannot fault a single thing" - Emmie Norton, RGM Magazine
    ▪ "8.5 out of 10" - Backseat Mafia

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1.
Chasing after time You're chasing after time now Oh it moves so slow Chasing after time You're chasing after time now Oh as you grow old I don't know what's happening to you Your uncommon talk and motions As you chase that first butterfly Were you born feet first with a healing mind Will you heal your own mind From the unknown Saluting magpies and dreaming of teeth Avoiding painted dangers You are the reason that I don't believe Clean birds by sevens Unclean birds by twos The dove is in the heavens Is this the bird that you will choose Chasing after time You're chasing after time now Oh it moves so slow Chasing after time You're chasing after time now Oh as you grow old Still I see you clutching red string As you pass your child through the holey tree Hoping for a cure It lately seems so much Your superstitions are growing Beyond control Saluting magpies and dreaming of teeth Avoiding painted dangers You are the reason that I don't believe Clean birds by sevens Unclean birds by twos The dove is in the heavens Is this the bird that you will choose A new month starts Welcomed by a fable May white rabbits see you through Saluting magpies and dreaming of teeth Avoiding painted dangers You are the reason that I don't believe Clean birds by sevens Unclean birds by twos The dove is in the heavens Is this the tale that you will use
2.
It's the same old news they're fresh from out the gutter They'd rub salt in your wounds anything to make you bitter Once more I'm through with heavy eyes and flashing blue Straight to the cell only to get out in the morning Fresh to run and start this chapter again A place called home will soon be burnt to the ground They've got reasons to go they're the devil's own They live like the cancer destroying your bones Picking numbers to fight wasted guided by night Demons be gone oh be gone now Scrapping in turns and riling the onlookers Gladly earning themselves another hit to the nose Shameless bleeding yearning that familiar feeling They've got reasons to go they're the devil's own They live like the cancer destroying your bones Picking numbers to fight wasted guided by night They're calling they're calling we're going under They've got reasons to go they're the devil's own A nocturnal lifestyle will turn you to stone Lost in vagueness by day with hopes of lasting for life demons be gone Boulders smash through the walls A thunder first hand from thor Uncovering my head from deep under the feathers I stare through the glass as posessions are sold We've worked for all of our lives A flame to the cloth takes more than is owned A change for the better as the heat gets hold It's growing it's growing they've got what's been coming They'd be better off inside They've got reasons to go they're the devil's own They live like the cancer destroying your bones Picking numbers to fight wasted guided by night They're calling they're calling we're going under They've got reasons to go they're the devil's own A nocturnal lifestyle will turn you to stone Lost in vagueness by day with hopes of lasting for life Demons be gone
3.
These Bones 02:57
Waiting on your instructions My mind is numb to everything Staring at an empty cup My heavy eyelids gaining weight Bordering on madness Spirits sinking all the time My efforts here are wasted Wish me luck over the line I want to tear you down I'd love to bring you right down I want to show you that There is life within these bones Treated like a six month lamb And spat out in the early dark With blood that runs invisible Whose feeble cry makes no impact Drifting through existence You'll only steal my time There's little else you care about Your life is in their hands I want to tear you down I'd love to bring you right down I want to show you that There is life within these bones There's an hour to give Before we have to go home now I've seen it so clear There's no way that we can get along I played a bad hand You were there to take the winnings From out of nowhere The truth is I don't know where you've been There's an hour to give Before we have to go home now I've seen it so clear There's no way that we can get along I played a bad hand You were there to take the winnings From out of nowhere The truth is I don't know where you've been An hour to give Before we have to go home now I've seen it so clear There's no way that we can get along I played a bad hand You were there to take the winnings From out of nowhere The truth is I don't know where you've been
4.
Sunshine and my favourite song Beers in the garden is where I'm coming from Simple as it may seem It's the little things that really help me be Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidently marred It's over you fell when you told her What does ten years mean to you And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite Shacked up in a homemade cell Waiting for someone to treat me well Take me off to the sea A life by the tide is where my thoughts run free Caught up in a free snowstorm twisted thoughts are gonna send you home Driving down narrow roads led by signs you've evidentally marred It's over you fell when you told her What does ten years mean to you And so the walls have eyes accompanied with a nasty bite Jimmy sort your sour highs
5.
Ghosts 04:27
Before the engines up and droan Cutting through the leaves Natures tranquil music plays Free from impurities We suffer do you suffer more No laws to abide by No work tax or war Cold murder destruction and pain In every species it's a day to day scene Who gave man the right to claim land To replace plants with concrete And kill all that stands Left homeless human or animal You'll be forgotten The wind it blows like ice you know (The cold wind blows and ghosts now roam) You're a prisoner on this land Through the trees and fenced off acres (This fenced off land, these broken bones) You do stand alone We suffer do you suffer more No laws to abide by No work tax or war Cold murder destruction and pain In every species it's a day to day scene Who gave man the right to claim land To replace plants with concrete And kill all that stands Left homeless human or animal You'll be forgotten We suffer do you suffer more No laws to abide by No work tax or war Cold murder destruction and pain In every species it's a day to day scene Who gave man the right to claim land To replace plants with concrete And kill all that stands Left homeless human or animal We'll be forgotten We suffer do you suffer more The next generations will pay for these wars Cold murder corruption and pain Hatred and hunger are all day to day scenes
6.
Pelargonium 01:57
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credits

released February 4, 2021

All songs written and performed by Martin Garside
Mixed and recorded at home in Garsa (spare room) Studios
Ghosts features Lachlan Garside on vocals
E.P. title "The Unfairity" created by Lachlan Garside

Heartfelt thanks to Stuart Corry (Golden Believers Records), Nikki, Lachlan, Paul and to everyone who has ever bought, streamed, shared, liked, reviewed or supported me and my music in any way, shape or form. You are all absolute diamonds.

Dedicated to all the good people.

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Garsa Manchester, UK

Martin Garside is a musician who performs under the pseudonym Garsa, an indie pop / electronica solo artist from the outskirts of Manchester. Primarily a bassist, Martin has played in bands since the early noughties and decided to try his hand at a solo project in late 2019. He is very much a DIY artist. Working from his spare room, he writes, records and produces all his own music. ... more

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