EP 2013

by Retfish

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Drums recorded at S32 by Juraj Ivan (dualton@gmail.com)
Rest was recorded and mixed at Greenfield by Janko Terpak
Mastered at Patt Studio by Dano Pastucha (www.studio-patt.sk)
Album artwork by Dan Urban

All songs written, performed and arranged by Retfish

Retfish are:
Peter Tešliar – vocals/bass
Martin Bilička – vocals/guitar
Richard Roháľ – vocals/guitar
Dan Urban – drums

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© 2013 Retfish

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released September 6, 2013

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Track Name: Morning: Question
He had a dream like the most perfect film with the best actors happy end and ideal factors. this simple dream was in contrary with reality. In night city in his head just when he's sleeping nothing is bad. when he woke up he realized his life is such a dump. present takes some price you're the scapegoat of future's lies. Sometimes he tries like ancient god to break up ice and colonize unknown highs and still rise and rise through fights. I'd like to say he has won the battle. words strong as weapons of mass destruction - it would be clever. like he could win world war with this. say magical words in right meaning - I mean: I am alive.
Track Name: Home
"Dear mother why do i always ask if our torture is one of gods tasks? those bruises, the pain, your black-eyed tear. why must we all live in permanent fear? I love you, you know that's undoubtedly fact but why brave out replace retreat again and again and again?" that's what daughter could ask her mother. "why pack our things? why leave this place? we have a fridge full of food, somewhere to sleep and everything we could wish" claiming there are worst conditions won't stop her from asking questions! "dear father why do i always ask why you trade family for a flask? what a model are you to your son? and why must he be always on guard? when your drunk psychopathic mind tries to kill your daughter or you wife again and again and again?" that's what a daughter could ask her father his reaction - destruction. one more thing needs to be told: What will be with a mother who stands up against this all? will there be a happy-end with smiling kids in colored beds? or will there only be downfall - mother underground dad in prison? what will be with a mother?! open your eyes. it's all around us.
Track Name: Afternoon: Pills
How sad it was to degrade your life to death because one lost battle doesn't mean you've lost the war. your fate is kept by your head not your heart. you know for sure where the answer's hiding now. morning memories of all those sad stories have been spoken not so long ago. the battle hasn't been won before when fate turned happiness away. early hazen speech replaced by afternoon good voices that are shooting love outside as loud as I knew the change is near 'cause I felt the heat that turned stone hearts green. and those who died now live again when life could gain cytes of love inside the deepest abysm and blow it away above. just keep your abraded hands doing what you love the most.
Track Name: Empty Hands
There are issues in my mind. if i can turn my life from a puddle to a glass of wine. if i can stop the time and react faster to landslides of my thoughts. on this pathway to the graveyard with all those poems on my tongue i thought i saw a light. all those years I've stood on the line between wreckage and desire. every single try to move makes my skin burn and bruise and it's total madness when you're voluntary homeless for tunes in your veins you have empty hands and you wish it never ends. i don't know how to dance with all those demons that wear my face. when you come near you will hear only whisper of my faith. oh dear i'm standing here with my heart on my sleeve begging for something i couldn't be and what will remain will be my blurring silhouette in this fucking verse. and I wish it never ends just for tunes in my fucking veins. and all what will remain will by my blurring silhouette in this fucking verse.
Track Name: Every Rope Has An End
What a chance for escape do you have when your world is surrounded by four corners of your bed and you're feeling trapped? when nightmares hunt you over and over and they are reaching you when for a while. you try to rest to take a breath when you are just sick from always being blacklisted. All i wanted was to protect my self from self-deceits and wasted dreams. but retreat from my beliefs was mostly all I achieved. with all this pretending i was offering insincere smile to all my friends with hope they won't ever notice. my worst regrets that i've covered by made-up arrogance and wishes for clean slate. my indecision of breathing. loneliness is our own option it's state of mind. without exaggeration bottom was my top i was drowning in self-piteous thoughts. for thousand times i've burnt my heart but it has taught me how to recover same number of stabs and scars. steel myself against new bad moves.and even if i try no matter how hard i know i will do plenty of them. as under ground we all are equal i try to be better up here. i will stick out for any chance cause i won't leave this place without a feeling that my life was worthy of a remark of a wistful tear. we will stick out for any chance cause we won't leave this place without a feeling that our lives were worthy of a remark of a wistful tear.even if i try, no matter how hard i know i will do plenty of them as under ground we all are equal i try to be better up here i will stick out for any chance cause i won’t leave this place without a feeling that my life was worthy of a remark of a wistful tear we will stick out for any chance cause we won’t leave this place without a feeling that our lives were worthy of a remark of a wistful tear
Track Name: Midnight: Answer
Every man has to fall to stand back up to be proud of good but bad still remains. But the worst problem of me and you is how we still underestimate lighthouses of life even they make darkest beach so shine. regarding to my defense, I put down all guns Shit I put into my mouth doesn't let me scream so I keep silence and write these words with hope of better tomorrow, knowing there's no friend I can borrow. throat dry, useless try to make a sound of a few words I'm the only one who must atone, with a tender tone to prove myself - I'm still the guy who's worth it! the last guy keeps the line of friendship fought out in this session. he has reflections to old days - walking side by side believe in punk-rock band with paper gear and when we lose, we're confused by abuse. touring in a van, passing town by town, bad things have always drown into oblivion. so here I go again with my heart on my sleeve I thought you'll reject my hand, old friend but now, clear and sober look up to the horizon makes me feel there's something waiting we can smile at.