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The Year 2007

by Fisher Wagg

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arcadely Love the production of this. The tracks seem to fill the space in a really full and interesting way, straddling the line between Live recording and production. It manages to give a live feel without feeling rough. Enjoying the music quite a bit too of course haha, just also appreciating the production.
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Come Along 02:00
you dont have a choice theyre going places without you when youre both alone and theyre texting the whole world about you leave yourself at home be who you are on the phone without you your body is your soul you are flesh and nothing more without you why dont you come along just come along without you why dont you come along just come along come along come along cmon and come along pretend you havent seen it all before come along come along it hasnt been that long since the ceiling doubled for you as the floor hmmmm
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nothing good in life is worth opening the door wheres that course of god that weve been looking for and all my friends are idiots and none of my clothes seem to fit making up for list time just by seeing you all our shits the same just like were split in two is anybody seeing this cant help but feel somethings amiss la la la make an outing of it milling around town the dj here is free and he can see you now that guy there buys stupid shit his wife and kids arent proud of it not afraid of me i see am i of you theres a hint of madness to all the things we do and i see you with angels wings and i have dreamt of stranger things la la la
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where we walk little pinpricks when we talk like dead air on tv when we touch pins and needles and i dont mind the little difference where we go no one knows and what weve done like footsteps in the snow and you can see clear right through me and you dont mind the silent staring you dont seem to care yeah you dont seem to care yeah you dont seem to care like i do can you see me at all can you see me at all can you see me at all guess ill see you on the other side... (dont say you really loved me) yeah ill see you on the other side pains not much for a ticket to ride and never did forget what was my first time in the back of the car with the ghost of time and never would have known if it werent for you i love it when you go and you sing out of tune guess its gotta be that youre far away now ive gotta think about it every day and how it would have been if i werent a tool id have you i had you i had you i had you...
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Two Years 00:52
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like the whale lumbers through wave push my way through alike my great familiar ive got my fingers stuck every thought half thought gets stuck in limbo waltz across those bridges soaking the mist will cloud your entrances and exits she turns eight years old this next november the burden has become part of me the birthless child knows only numbers letters only falling in their places in absentia
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yes i know im not cute watching all of these tapes in my room and im calling your phone but now none of these calls seem to go through and i know yes i know where this goes and i know yes i know where this goes theres a bug on the wall and its watching me fall on my feet she was beauty to me but now all that i see is her nameplate and i know yes i know where this goes and i know yes i know where she goes its so amazing to know that youre leaving out with the birthing sun please know its an inconvenience im so clean man i know its your secret i am the only one please baby be my halleys comet be my halleys comet
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i could be an octopus deep under the sea and i could use my tentacles to drag you down to me and as you fell fast through the foam youd scream into the wave "i had a lovely time tonight was hoping i could stay" i could be a polar bear trapped on sullen shore and you would come and visit me frozen to the core and as i rip you limb from limb youd shout out loud with glee "you could have chosen anyone was lucky it was me"
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Mad as Hell 01:25
god could be anyone theyre mad as hell and theyre gonna find you i am a ghost and im mad as hell maybe i dont wanna be remembered this is the end of man and were mad as hell cuz we fooled ourselves otherwise
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Cool Kid 02:14
i could be a moving statue everyones impressed but they know im not the real deal walking around so they move along tired of this song i could be a moving actor staring at myself yeah ill never be the cool kid sleeping around corahs got me down and now this whole town is starting to feel like a prison no ones ever there and nothings ever open awake in the dark so we stay at home pretend im all alone i just want to be a part here wish i could be like you wish everything was new
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i prayed for a cigarette but i dont smoke
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The Kitchen 03:16
the kitchens warm tonight and every motherfucker in the world is getting laid i misplaced myself and i would erase myself if i could ever remember the way i feel so awkward the physical worlds not meant for me gonna lose it im gonna lose it one of these days or at least i pray cuz i cant stay cant ignore the word on the wind the rush of blood in your head and the itch in your hand so stay awake blink and youll miss it a break in the line or maybe a snake in the sand
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love is a pretty thing a perfect sterling thing a strange and peculiar thing that you will never know spent all your time indoors and let your eyes glaze over at the bright future laid out for you shrugged and turned away now all you want is to feel my lovely red curling waves fill your teeth so stay away from me the fiber and the sinew would wrap around your jaw and spill out gracefully into the maw where i will sink and sleep everything ive ever done will be dead and long gone in a thousand years will i still be here scraping at your veins i havent got too much to offer apart from wasted dreams so i wont scream but still stay away from me stay away from me stay away from me stay away from me love is a shameful thing a horrid disastrous thing a rude and tired thing that you will never know
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Untitled 04:43
no one is waiting for me im gonna stay up this tree my little birds gonna cry me to sleep drive to the city at night try hard to stay out of sight my little birds gonna ask for a light here we are you and im here alone carefully kindling the flame everything feels like a firework my little birds gonna fly when it flies into the ocean around and around til it dies walk through the candlelit rooms the churches are so beautiful my little birds gonna call you a fool i want things to stay like they do things that are gone be removed my little birds gonna go with me too there you were watching the fading stains carefully shutting me down words you spoke told me youd not be known this little birds gonna leave when it leaves dont your dare question its just how its going to be
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Climbing 00:48
climbing to the top running over and over again

about

In 2015 I had a dream that felt so surreal, so haunting, so utterly visceral that I immediately wrote it down and committed it to memory. It was a scattered and frenetic series of events that seemed to line up in an angst-ridden thematic tableau for the mind of a teenage idiot. Feverish obsession with the analog, misspent youth, the semiotics of suffering, a ghostly lover, a wrathful god, and the right to be forgotten. A hand reached through the static and grabbed me by the throat.

Having just put out my first album the year previous, I thought it made sense to write a song or two about that dream. I purchased a Radioshack CTR-122 and two 90 minute tapes and wrote more songs than I could possibly afford to instrumentalize and record at a studio. Foolishly I tried to anyway, and fell flat on my face after a short series of recording sessions.

It's been 8 years now. If I let it sit longer, it will die. If I try to finish it, I will die. It is not a masterpiece. It's not really an album. At best it's notes and sounds that I've carried with me for far too long.

I've decided I'm getting it out of my system. Every thought half thought, every mess half made, I present to you here in all their hissing, warped, distorted, and tortured glory.

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released December 31, 2023

All songs written and performed - Fisher Wagg

Stranger Things:
Drums - Michael O'Connor
Production - Willy Bresee (and apologies for destroying your mix)



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Special thanks: Nani, Abby, Dakota

RIP Corah
1989 - 2007

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Feverishly writing songs faster than I can record them since 2008.

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