Title track from the forthcoming album Come Hell or High Water, available on CD, iTunes, bandcamp, etc. May 2.
Download this song free, for a limited time at thecastortroys.bandcamp.com !
www.thecastortroys.ca
The Castor Troys are a driving punk rock / hard rock 4-piece out of Burlington/Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Accessible, melodic, catchy, yet uncompromising. Peddlers of true stories and truer fiction.
Formed in 2009 in Burlington, Ontario, The Castor Troys mix hard-hitting lyrics and stories, driving guitars and a never-say-die attitude. They write fiery, infectious songs and play for keeps. Named after the intelligent, elegant, and uber-evil villain in John Woo's classic Face/Off, The Castor Troys have a relentless sound that nevertheless comes from careful crafting.
With decades of experience and hundreds of gigs under their collective belt, The Castor Troys draw influences from all different styles of punk rock, hard rock, and blues. Influences of Social Distortion, the Headstones, Bad Religion and the Offspring are definitely present here, but the scope of the sound goes well beyond those confines. With most members being multi-instrumentalists and song-writers, there's always a wealth of influence and talent to draw on. The band has played countless stages, from the smallest of clubs to huge stages such as the CBC Glenn Gould Studio in Toronto, Sound of Music Festival in Burlington, and Canada's Largest Ribfest. Members have shared the stage with many well-known bands including Finger Eleven, the Headstones, the Hanson Brothers (of puck-rock fame, not the mmmbop kids...) Theory of a Deadman, Propaghandi, The Marble Index, The Planet Smashers, LimbLifter, The Reason, Guttermouth, Teenage Head, illScarlett and Silverstein, among others.
The Castor Troys. Your new favourite villains.
Aaron Walsh - Vocals
Chris Ledroit - Guitar
Matthew Bowker - Bass
Nick Fowler - Drums
Lyrics:
Believe in dreams, they’ll bloom and unfold - or so I’m told
Could it be this garden path was oversold?
Been floored, been sent reeling. Seen through the glass ceiling so now I’ll show
You make your own breaks. Impossible takes a little longer, you know
This time is yours
Don’t pass it by
We’ll get there
Come hell or high water
Understand little thieves are hanged, but great ones escape
Won’t deviate from the plan while it’s taking shape
Needs must when the Devil drives. I’ll reap what this world provides and never let go
I’m a cluster of matches, an obsessed man who is awash in the glow
This time is yours
Don’t pass it by
We’ll get there
Come hell or high water
Yeah batten down and drink it up
This money in my cup will only get me so far
The Holy Diver. The sole survivor
Come hell or high water
This time is yours
Don’t pass it by
We’ll get there
Come hell or high water
Understand little thieves are hanged, great ones escape, bite, kick and scrape
The Holy Diver. The sole survivor
Come hell or high water
