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"Plain" CD/LP, Atlas Recording Studio, September 2004 - MaximumMac Studios Spring 2005buy

Notes: Recorded: basic tracks (guitar, bass & drums) recorded September 2004. Then the multitrack recording were transferred to hard drive and all overdubs (vocals and extra guitars, etc) were recorded at our home studio, MaximumMac Studios, over the next several months. Then the whole thing was mixed at MaximumMac. Atlas stuff Engineered by Matt Allison, and MaximumMac Studios by Douglas Ward. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios.

• 01_Vacuum.mp3 | 2.4 Mb
• 02_Price_Of_Buying.mp3 | 3.3 Mb
• 03_Crater.mp3 | 3.1 Mb
• 04_Ills.mp3 | 3.02 Mb
• 05_Babysitter.mp3 | 2.73 Mb
• 06_Gatefold_Mouths.mp3 | 2.15 Mb
• 07_Foundations.mp3 | 2.91 Mb
• 08_Order_Guilt_Python.mp3 | 3.15 Mb
• 09_New_Time.mp3 | 4.53 Mb

"Seize" CD/LP, Atlas Recording Studio, May-July 2002 buy

Notes: Recorded: May–July (aprox. 2 weeks tracking, 1 week mixing), 2002 at Atlas Recording Studio. Engineered by Matt Allison. Produced by Fourth Rotor and Matt Allison. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track Alesis HD24. Mixed down to a Macintosh Titanium PowerBook G4/Edirol UA-5 audio interface.

• 01_Chupa_Chumps.mp3 | 2.81 Mb
• 02_Hooks.mp3 | 3.32 Mb
• 03_Woodland_Taco.mp3 | 3.22 Mb
• 04_Flim_Flam_Man.mp3 | 6.99 Mb
• 05_Easy_Target.mp3 | 3.18 Mb
• 06_The_Anti_Building.mp3 | 6.82 Mb
• 07_Backbone_Made_Out_Of_Wind.mp3 | 2.76 Mb
• 08_Wo_Shi_Yi_Ge_Bing.mp3 | 4.11 Mb
• 09_Done_Been_Gone.mp3 | 2.65 Mb

Live recordings

LIVE, at De Groote Weiver squat, Krommenie, the Netherlands, New Years Eve, Jan 1st, 2005

Notes: Recorded off the sound board by Gary. Holy crap, Douglas is starting lose the voice. The guitar tone is stinky. The sound quality off the board is excellent.

• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_01_Gatefold_Mouths.mp3 | 4.31 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_02_Vacuum.mp3 | 4.08 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_03_Backbone_Made_Out_Of_Wind.mp3 | 3.9 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_04_Easy_Target.mp3 | 4.06 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_05_Hooks.mp3 | 4.6 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_06_Chumpa_Chumps.mp3 | 4.4 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_07_The_Anti_Building.mp3 | 8.51 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_08_The_Price_of_Buying.mp3 | 3.28 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_09_Ills.mp3 | 3.5 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_10_Babysitter.mp3 | 3.08 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_11_Woodland_Taco.mp3 | 4.43 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_12_Foundations.mp3 | 3.26 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_13_Crater.mp3 | 3.69 Mb
• FR_Live_DeGrWvr_14_Order_Guilt_and_a_Python.mp3 | 4.3 Mb

LIVE, WLUW Radio, Chicago, 88.7 FM, hosted by Mike Gibson, November 2002

Notes: We performed live on the radio. Sound quality is so-so.

• FR_LiveWLUW_01_Intro.mp3 | 0.8 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_02_Chupa_Chumps.mp3 | 4.15 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_03_Hooks.mp3 | 4.79 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_04_Woodland_Taco.mp3 | 4.93 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_05_Flim_Flam_Man.mp3 | 5.41 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_06_Easy_Target.mp3 | 4.76 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_07_The_Anti_Building.mp3 | 9.37 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_08_Backbone_Made_Out_of_Wind.mp3 | 3.66 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_09_Gatefold_Mouths.mp3 | 2.54 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_10_Wo_Shi_Yi_Ge_Bing.mp3 | 5.48 Mb
• FR_LiveWLUW_11_Done_Been_Gone.mp3 | 3.96 Mb

Demo recordings

DEMO, Greg Norman's Recording Studio, March 2004

Notes: Recorded: March 7th, 2004 at Greg Norman's Recording Studio. Engineered by Greg Norman. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track 2" tape. Mixed down to a Macintosh PowerBook G4/Edirol UA-5 audio interface.

• Gatefold_Mouths.mp3 | 1.6Mb
• Foundations.mp3 | 2.1Mb
• Crater.mp3 | 2.3Mb

DEMO, Atlas Recording Studio, March 2002

Notes: Recorded: March 19th & 21st, 2002 at Atlas Recording Studio. Engineered by Matt Allison. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track Alesis HD24.

• Done_Been_Gone_atlas.mp3 | 2.6Mb
• Backbone_atlas.mp3 | 2.7Mb
• Woodland_Taco_atlas.mp3 | 3.2Mb

DEMO, Green Room, May 2001

Notes: Recorded: May 24th, 2001 at The Green Room. Engineered by Brett Meingasner. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track ADAT. Mixed down to DAT.

• FlimFlam_Man_Green_Room.mp3 | 3.9Mb
• Anti_Building_Green_Room.mp3 | 7.2Mb
• Hooks_Green_Room.mp3 | 3.3Mb

DEMO, Semaphore Recording Studios, May 2001

Notes: Recorded: May 2nd & 16th, 2001 at Chicago's Semaphore Recording Studios. Engineered by Elliot Dicks. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track analog 2" tape. Mixed down to DAT.

• FlimFlam_Man_Semaphore.mp3 | 3.9Mb
• Easy_Target_Semaphore.mp3 | 2.9Mb
• Hooks_Semaphore.mp3 | 3.3Mb

DEMO, ACME Recording Studios, April 2001

Notes: Recorded: April 16th, 2001 at Chicago's ACME Recording. Engineered by Jeremy Lemos. Produced by Fourth Rotor. Mastered by Douglas Ward at MaximumMac Studios. 24-track analog 2" tape. Mixed down to DAT.

• Woodland_Taco_ACME.mp3 | 3.1Mb
• Easy_Target_ACME.mp3 | 2.8Mb
• Hooks_ACME.mp3 | 3.2Mb

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Lyrics

All our lyrics, in alphabetical order.

The Anti-Building | Babysitter | Backbone Made Out of Wind | Chupa Chumps | Crater | Done Been Gone | Easy Target | Flim-Flam Man | Foundations | Gatefold Mouths | Hooks | Ills | Order, Guilt, Python | Price of Buying | Vacuum | Wo Shi Yi Ge Bing | Woodland Taco

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Deutch (.PDF) | Polski (.PDF)

 

The Anti-Building

Hey! the Building, Hey! What makes the building stay?
The Anti-Building makes it stay. Hey!

Papyr whiteish, flaccid, cut into little sheets,
papyralysis ate it away. Hey!

Triples, quadruples, thats nothing, mere childs play,
the Anti-Building makes it stay. Hey!

Hey! The Building, Hey! What makes the Building stay?
The Anti-Building makes it stay.

Room to room, from room to room.
I went from, room to room, from room to room.

(Two colossi).

Room to room, from room to room.
I went from, room to room, from room to room.

(I am the Building). 

(The lyrics for this were adapted from a book called Memoirs Found in a Bathtub by Polish author Stanislaw Lem. The word Papyr is a made up word that is just "paper", and the word "papyralysis" is another made up Lem word, in English, it's supposed to be a combo of "paper" and "paralysis")

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Babysitter

first you wanna go, then you wanna cry
or just make it up, the babysitter tries

the first job is to lead, the second job's to hide
the third nobody knows, the babysitter lies

little cracks show up, on perfect sculpted pride

hey warrior, when do you lay down
when do you unclench, the muscle that's around
that part of your mind, that screams at you all the time
that tells you what you know, you've learned to ignore 

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Backbone Made Out of Wind

Let me slide, let me coast,
when it comes to life and lies, you know I want the most.
Tilt your head back, let the fear drip down,
to the cell in your gut, that chokes your every sound.

Filthy hands, the heart of a doll,
plastic smiles, the morals of a dollar.

One by one I watch them run
to the first widow who just lost her son.

Let me cheat, let me win,
I got a backbone made out of wind.
Tilt your head back, let the fear drip down,
to the cell in your gut, that chokes your every sound.

Filthy hands, the heart of a doll,
plastic smiles, the morals of a dollar.    

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Chupa Chumps

Suck on this suckers, slurp and gobble pride,
take a nibble of trust and work,
lick the dribble of honor off your chin
— Who wins? Chupa chumps.

A nickel not to be fickle, a dime for quality time,
two cents gets you that clue
— Who wins? Chupa chumps.

Tropical cherry rage, guilty ego marmalade,
watermelon, act your age
— Who wins? Chupa chumps.

Too much candy, and now youre sick.

Chupa chumps, chupa chumps, chupa chumps.

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Crater

You're always walking across the sky,
without a care or reason why,
you're fearless

and when you get back, I want to know,
I want to taste, this thing you call freedom...

And for me, if I get up the guts to try,
I first have to climb out,
of this crater deep and wide
& I can't climb it!

I just start to slide, down the side,
far from the edge, without a handful of freedom...

and when you get back, I want to know,
I want to taste,
freedom

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Done Been Gone

Rails Im driving down, steel in the ground,
force straight ahead, lines cross again.

Done been gone, been long time, done been gone. Time.

Rails ripped apart, stopped before they start,
split open wide, ribs touch the sky.

Sky.

Done been gone, been long time,
done been gone, been long time. Time.

Rails lost not found, dust in the ground,
ribs torn apart, stopped before they start.

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Easy Target

When I aim my words and fire,
a broadside of denunciation,
theres no hesitation 
my enemies are lies.

And they seem so thin and frail

but they have a thousand lives,
and flex corded muscles of steel,
with such a thin veil,
a thin veil of concealment.

(I wonder why theyre not such an easy target).

Thin and frail.

When I aim my words,
my enemies are lies.

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Flim-Flam Man

I can taste the sale, I can taste the end,
I can taste bitterness when everything depends
on being a flim-flam man.

I need this one, I need to close,
If I burn up make sure everybody knows
I was a flim-flam man.

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Foundations

Create and create
and pour and keep pouring, all your foundations
can't hide in the cracks, a ripple through your plan
stronger than all your foundations

create and create
mistake after mistake, and the engine keeps throwing up
tools of false, there's no truth to any wall

every bead of sweat represents, on your head a separate
a separate chamber a separate doubt, a separate death

create and create, and watch it all sink
into the dirt, into...

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Gatefold Mouths

I walk in, to face the din
low clearance minds, and gatefold mouths

And I think of those, who've come before
who've used their minds, and worked their chore
and their struggles fought, and all they've done
and then I see, how they didn't make a DENT 

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Hooks

Repeat, re repeat, rethink everything through.
Redo rerun rewire, all returns are retired.

Revenge is sweet, rethink every defeat.
Redo rewrite time, recompile every line.
Repeat, re repeat, rethink everything through.
Redo remedy, but dont put your hooks in me.

Repeat, re repeat, rethink everything through

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Ills

As you relax, sit back & ride
What kinda creme are you gonna buy?

that you can spread and smooth and wipe,
all over your face and thighs
that your can work into the pores,
that you can rub into the eyes

As you accept things as they are,
what sort of super-duper cleaning bar
will dissolve the grime and dirt,
break down the toughest stains
with the scent of springtime rains
As you waste every shred of time,
where can you cram into a line
& wait for the special deal,
for the product to reveal
that you were never ever ill 

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Order, Guilt, Python

Push it into place,
puts you into line
And You've got yours now baby,
... I'll get mine

First it holds you back,
Then it cuts you down
You all been thinking, baby,
"what is right?" Right? Right!
 
First you push it down,
Then it shoves right back
It just keeps growing, baby,
never showing slack

When it holds your hand,
And it trips you up
what gets you thinking, baby,
"that's enough" enough?

First it holds you back,
Then it cuts you down
You all been thinking, baby,
"what is right?"

all been thinking "right",
if you get a chance
bring it back,
think it right 

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Price of Buying

What can I get for this? What can I get for this?
How much do I gotta buy to exist?

The price of buying. The dollar sign of being alive.
Sling it up tight and wrap it with your soul.

Rifle through the stack, square the pile, push it back.

On the flip side, junkie shoot up through your toes,
one last stab at the promise from below

When the heap's in line, trimmed just so,
lock 'em down.

What can I get for this? What can I get for this?
How much do I gotta buy to exist?

On the inside. Spot me a dime. The very last crime. Good buy bye.

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Vacuum

the force that draws it in,
and sucks away the grime
is a product of
the ratio of power and of size

what's not filtered out,
settles in the bag
what's not too big,
is cycled out and comes again

if you make it small
intensity & focus
open it up wide
not enough to notice

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Wo Shi Yi Ge Bing

We're all surrounded,
change from column to square,
well I burn and sting,
wo shi yi ge bing.

But this aint no army,
and it aint no fun,
all I can do is sing,
wo shi yi ge bing.

Wheel to the right,
double-time backwards march,
I brought nothing to bring,
wo shi yi ge bing.

Counter march, by file left,
taking enfilade fire,
well I burn and sting,
well I burn and sting,
wo shi yi ge bing.

("wo shi yi ge bing" is Chinese for "I Am A Soldier")

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Woodland Taco

Woodland taco, burning bright,
one in my left hand, the other in my right.
Boycott power fades,
I cant think of the last time I thought I had it made.

One man, one vote, bank note
— does any penny make a dent at all?
I gotta drive, I gotta feed,
I gotta know, Am I the one they think is gonna breed?

Woodland taco, burning bright,
one in my left hand, the other in my right.
Boycott power fades,
I cant think of the last time I thought I had it made.

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