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The Noble Cause EP

by Warshy

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Michael S Garry
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Michael S Garry So great! I can’t wait to hear more from Warshy! Love the dynamic of these four tunes-from the beautifully retrospective lyrics, the violin and sheer chill of “Operation Chaos” to the haunting harmony vocals and banjo of “The Gentle Burn” -absolutely flawless. Sandwiched in between are two more gems. “Requiem For A Strawfooter” is a rollicking jam with lyrics to match and oh hell yeah! “North of Misery” rips out in that raw Crazy Arm spirit you already know and love. Pump your fists and storm the barricades. Brilliant Favorite track: Operation Chaos.
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1.
We talked about how we would level this town Talked about how we would bring the state down Thought we knew everything, white punks on hope In our monochrome world we were cream of the crop No war but class war was our rebel yell No war but class war, I'm saying it still So don't talk to me about change without pain We've been here before and we'll be here again Formed active cells with the people we knew Worked in the dark with black widows and glue Confronted the hunters, defied unjust laws Smashed up the murals and sprayed up the walls No war but class war was our rebel yell No war but class war, I'm saying it still Don't talk to me about love without rage Confront with conviction and learn to engage It’s not the end of days, not the curtain call Give it your best shot, give it all you got Nothing to lose, and everything to gain We questioned all answers, resisted all wars Took aim at the rich as we scratched up their cars Battled with loyalists, blacklegs and cops Sometimes got beaten and sometimes got caught No war but class war was our rebel yell No war but class war, I'm saying it still So don't talk to me about change without pain We've been here before and we'll be here again And don't talk to me about hope without hate You want peace and love well you'll just have to wait
2.
I'm so tired of all this hate and sick of fighting Seems the more I say the less communicating All I need's a soapbox and a lonesome mountain tune All the wonders of the wilderness to get me through Gonna find me a gospel-singin', Godless-thinkin' Appalachian country girl with tangles in her hair Gonna raise some chickens, gonna raise the dead Gonna raise some holy hell Gonna find me a perfect little corner of the world to die With a penny in my pocket and my darlin' clogger by my side Gonna clawhammer crazy, tell a story of old glories That were buried at the bottom of the deep dark blue Gonna sing Idumea, Weeping Sinner, Holy Manna, Hallelujah With the Satan-fearin', sacred harpin' crew Gonna leather up my skin And bare my sins under a blue ridge sun Gonna make my peace with enemies And shoot the breeze with everyone Let it be seen, let it be known You made your bed you better lie in it alone Let it be seen, let it be known You're leavin' when you could be takin' me home I'm so tired of all this fightin', fucking sick of all this hatin' Seems the more I say the less I can communicate All I need is a soapbox and a high lonesome crooner All the wonders of the wilderness to get me through the day Gonna howl at the moon And take a ride to the wrong end of town Gotta tell someone you love them Just before your body hits the ground
3.
Lord he done gone and failed me now I knew that snake would run Like a snowball in the sun I guess I'm not the chosen one Bury my head deep in the sand In the sun I hear no sound In the rain I slide on down Lord nail my bones to the ground Sure he done gone and left me dead Well I knew that dog would cheat Chew the heels right off my feet Leave me burnin’ in the reckless heat Got me hooked on highs and lows Like a preacherman profound Like a sinnerman I'm hell-bound Lord nail my hands to the ground Show me north of misery I'll walk as far as I can see Take me to the edge of town Western winds come howlin’ down Oh lord, turn me around Devil done gone and stole my soul Been sprawled across the bed Been wishin’ I was dead Full of hate and fear and dread Raise me from the pits of hell From the hunger and the thirst Tryin'a figure out which is worse And lift this gutless curse But there’s a pride down deep inside For the women who rise above For the men who talk of love Wish I was strong enough There’s a fire burns deep inside For the haunted and the hurt For a vengeance pure at heart Lord nail my bones to the ground Misery loves misery It’s a never-ending ride Like a brain without the storm Like a moon without the shine One day soon I do declare Gonna shed this broken skin Gonna find a peace within And feast upon my sins
4.
Consider this, the gentle burn That binds your veins and turns your blood to sand We're laid to rest, both blessed and cursed The road to hell is paved with righteous men Don't you ever undermine our pain Don't you ever mess with us again Oh Lord alive, what have I done Hearts of oak please guide me homeward bound I've heard the things they lay 'pon me I'm proud to say we're really not the same Don't you ever weaponise our pain Don't you ever mess with us again Blinded by promises, diamonds and rust There's not a fool on this earth you can trust Blinded and branded, right down to the bone There's not a soul who can fight this alone There's not a soul who should bear this alone Now hold your tongue, boy, and walk away This is not the time to make a scene So stay inside, girl, go home and hide, girl No one wants to hear when you complain Don't you ever normalise our pain Don't you ever fuck with us again Don't you ever undermine our pain Don't you ever fuck with us again

about

Warshy (as in, shy of war) is Crazy Arm frontman, Darren Johns' foray into solo territory. Launched in April 2017 in the USA, while travelling on a West Coast tour with kindred spirits, Larry & His Flask, Warshy is an opportunity for Johns to explore the roots/Americana influences that have underpinned Crazy Arm's forte, and strip them to the bone.

Relying on a more intimate and less abrasive approach, the ultimate idea was to create a pool of musicians and singers that come and go around the core of the solo performance. But, for the most part, it's one Plymouth born-and-bred man and his Gretsch guitar, kick drum, banjo, acoustic guitar and barely concealed neuroses.

Warshy has played across the UK and Europe with Chicago's Flatfoot 56, Brighton melodic punks, Harker and, more recently, with esteemed Indiana folk singer, Austin Lucas. This tour coincided with Warshy's debut self-released EP, 'The Noble Cause'. The four songs were completed in two days, with a stifling cold, and during a traumatic period when Johns' mother, Gloria Noble, was gravely ill. The EP was put up on Bandcamp the day after she passed away and was named in memory of her.

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released December 2, 2018

Darren Johns - vocals, guitars, banjo, percussion
Samantha Spake - fiddle on 1
Becky Saxton - harmony vocals on 1, 4
Jack Cookson - upright bass on 1, 2, 4

All songs written by Darren Johns.
Produced by Jack Cookson and Darren Johns.
Engineered and mixed by Jack Cookson.

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