On January 23, 2006, the band signed with Vagrant Records for Kezia's American release on April 4, 2006. Their second full-length album, Fortress was released by Underground Operations in Canada and by Vagrant Records worldwide on January 29, 2008. The band released their third studio album, Scurrilous, on March 22, 2011.
The band released their independent and latest album, Volition on October 29. 2013.
Members
Rody Walker – lead vocals
Tim Millar – rhythm guitar, backing vocals
Luke Hoskin – lead guitar, backing vocals, piano
Arif Mirabdolbaghi – bass guitar, backing vocals
Mike Ieradi – drums, percussion
Mist
Protest the Hero Lyrics
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tippin' bottles with me old cock.
When the shit's all said and sorted, I plan to settle down and stay
one middle finger to the landlocked.
From the first time boatin' o'r there's not too much I can recall.
I kissed a plastic cod and drank rum till I was friggered.
I decided then and there that I'd return, even if I had to crawl.
Something outside was broken and something inside me, triggered.
It's a long ride home, but it's always my destination.
It's a long ride home
If the sun bursts apart at the end of the world
I don't think I will give a damn
as long as I'm surrounded by friends and pints in goddamned Newfoundland.
So here's to Newfoundland.
I breathed a sigh of relief the next time steppin' off the plane.
It'd been a long, hard, vapid winter.
Johnny and the boys were waiting there ready to explain,
they weren't there to drive us, just a welcome back to the Island.
So we taxied to the venue to prepare for the night to sweep.
Slept in the back room until the India showed up.
When we finally took the stage, it shifted beneath our feet.
We stood on the shoulders of proud Newfoundlanders.
And I think it bears repeating that no one buckled under.
We all got bit by the cod that we all kissed.
It left an infection in our lips and a longing in the mist.
You're as deep as the grave, and you're marching to the heartbeat of the land.
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B'y
Not by birth, but in my heart
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B'y
The lyrics to Protest the Hero's song Mist focus on the band's love for Newfoundland, a Canadian province known for its unique culture and traditions. The opening lines describe the band's longing for the place, envisioning themselves drinking with old acquaintances. The band members plan to settle down in Newfoundland, away from the chaos of big cities and society's norms. The lyrics express the desire to break away from the mundane life of city dwellers and follow a simpler and more peaceful way of living.
The second verse speaks of the band's visit to Newfoundland after a long, harsh winter. Upon arrival, they are greeted by Johnny and his friends who take them to their destination, a welcome back to the Island. The band members prepare themselves for their show and are inspired by the pride of the local Newfoundlanders. The lyrics emphasize the culture of Newfoundland, which is deeply ingrained in the people living there. The band members feel a sense of belonging and appreciation for their culture after performing there.
The chorus of the song reiterates the band's love for Newfoundland and its people. The lyrics emphasize the importance of a sense of community and friendship, even in the face of the apocalypse. They speak of their love for the land's culture and the bond they share with its people.
Overall, the song Mist expresses the desire to live a simple life, away from the complexities of society, and highlights the Newfoundland culture and traditions that the band members cherish.
Line by Line Meaning
About a gunshot away there's a place that I long to be
tippin' bottles with me old cock.
There's a place that I miss and want to go to that's not too far, where I can have a good time with my friend.
When the shit's all said and sorted, I plan to settle down and stay
one middle finger to the landlocked.
After everything I've been through, I want to stay in this place and give the middle finger to those who don't understand it.
From the first time boatin' o'r there's not too much I can recall.
I kissed a plastic cod and drank rum till I was friggered.
I decided then and there that I'd return, even if I had to crawl.
Something outside was broken and something inside me, triggered.
I don't remember much from my first trip, but I do remember kissing a plastic cod and getting drunk. Despite not knowing what triggered it, I knew I had to come back no matter what.
It's a long ride home, but it's always my destination.
It's a long ride home
Although the journey is long, coming back to this place is always worth it to me.
If the sun bursts apart at the end of the world
I don't think I will give a damn
as long as I'm surrounded by friends and pints in goddamned Newfoundland.
So here's to Newfoundland.
Even if the world is ending, as long as I have my friends and drinks in Newfoundland, I don't care.
I breathed a sigh of relief the next time steppin' off the plane.
It'd been a long, hard, vapid winter.
Johnny and the boys were waiting there ready to explain,
they weren't there to drive us, just a welcome back to the Island.
After a tough winter, it was a relief to come back to Newfoundland and be welcomed by Johnny and the boys, who were there just to welcome us back and not to drive us.
So we taxied to the venue to prepare for the night to sweep.
Slept in the back room until the India showed up.
When we finally took the stage, it shifted beneath our feet.
We stood on the shoulders of proud Newfoundlanders.
We went to the venue, prepared for the night, and slept in the back room until the India arrived. When we finally performed, we were supported by the proud Newfoundlanders.
And I think it bears repeating that no one buckled under.
It's worth saying again that no one gave up or gave in.
We all got bit by the cod that we all kissed.
It left an infection in our lips and a longing in the mist.
You're as deep as the grave, and you're marching to the heartbeat of the land.
We all got caught up in the unique culture and beauty of Newfoundland. We left with a longing to come back and a strong appreciation for what the place represents.
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B'y
Not by birth, but in my heart
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B'y
I may not be from here originally, but I feel a strong connection to Newfoundland and consider myself a Newfoundlander.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ARIF MIRABODLBAGHI, LUCAS HOSKIN, RODY WALKER, TIM MILLAR
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@cannibalcris6875
This is everything music was meant to be about.
This band really did something special with this.
@warthog4775
AzCannibalChris Absolutely agree, this album takes me to another level!!!
@Jon-vn9sn
Yep. Nailed it.
@sepianights6707
I think otherwise, they used to be about history and very poetic and Avant-garde but they went the drinking route and I find it sad that they went for the hometown type when they had such a good message about life
@DStrick2008
@SepiaNights have you not listened to Palimpsest?
@drewff5
@Dane Strickland Dude, I can't stop listening to it. So Good. I was convinced that nothing could beat the quality of Kezia for me. Palimpsest is next level.
@robynkavanagh9604
As someone born & raised in Newfoundland, this is such an accurate representation of our little island & the people that live here.<3 I'm so sad that I didn't make it out with my friends for the filming of this video. The band hopped around to bars that they've played at in the past & invited anyone to join. Such solid dudes!!!<3<3<3
@kregadeth5562
I can’t wait to come!!!! It’s sort of a dream trip for me now
@gothicprincesslove1D
Being drunk and my boyfriend telling me he held up the stage for them, this is amazing I love it so much!
@letsfixit101
Where in newfoundland did they play?