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South Wayside and 45

by Feck

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. I've listened to this countless times and it'll never wear out for me. This album is full of emotions that'll make you want to go back and listen again and again to keep experiencing them over with the artist. For me, the memories I get when I listen to this are so pleasant because the release and the first (and millionth) listen through brought up my spirits during a weird time in my life, but led me to the best! Love this. Favorite track: Acid Town.
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Dedo 02:30
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Stuff to Try 03:39
There's something coming in the windows and the doors A look like I can't even act So what's the use Of marching on What else is out the way There's nothing coming out my mouth and in my eyes I see a light like I can't tell So going in Or fazing out What else is out the way So I'm giving up now Cuz all my friends are dying And I'm not getting stronger Even when I'm trying So why can't I decide When there's no more stuff to try I'm running out of good ideas and big mistakes I'm taking off a life I know So who's to say What happens here What else is out the way So I'm giving up now Cuz all my friends are dying And I'm not getting stronger Even when I'm trying So why can't I decide (ha-ha-ha) I laughed because I thought of someone I forgot They're better off and so am I Why do I think about anyone at all When I could just... not (dumbass guitar solo) Now I'm even older than I was just before I gave in just like you will too What could I say about anything at all There's nothing left for me to do So I'm giving up now Cuz all my friends are dying And I'm not getting stronger Even when I'm trying And I worked for hours But still I end up crying And I'm not getting stronger Because I stopped trying So why can't I decide When there's no more stuff to try
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You fucked my head and killed it Four pigs and I'm not hearing you say No more time for all this bullshit You run amok and lie out the words that I play No matter for anybody I'll crunch those numbers before you get in Cuz a weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been If I die then you're the reason You'll fade out before I get anywhere though You said you wanted to have me beaten Kick my eyes in and go in the holes on your own But there's no holy land here Only people you tried leaving alone And I don't see any reason That I shouldn't bash your head in with a stone So mind all these words that I wrote From my fingers the air will have blown For my fingers can blow A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been You realize I hate your guts now You don't mean a single god damn thing to me I wish I could pull your tongue out And mix the measure with the garden tree Don't misunderstand what I'm saying It's not like I have anything good here to say If you take this as charming fiction It's something I'm writing to let out everything and be okay So don't misunderstand what I say Or I'll make sure that you're out the way Make sure that you're out the way A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been Don't act like a piece of cash now You waste my time and the time of everyone else If only I could take a picture If you see it you'd be placed in a personal hell I don't think you're living But I can't say that you're dead If only you were forgiven It'd be with my own two paws on my head So ignore everything that I said It don't matter what I said Fuck what I said A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
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Acid Town 06:24
It kick the poultry stand And wash the older ones And if the work is old Then it's the last one to come He go wash his sleeve And try to cheap her out But catch the walkout slip And there's another shout Why can't you walk back home? And watch for country signs And talk about the ones That stopped when you walked behind Or maybe catch a break And get hit with a bus Or jump off a cliff Before you get picked up They don't ask me anymore And like a cue ball I suggest And there's no trying anymore And there's no cutting anything And if you left an acid town Or like a cue ball I suggest That maybe now and then It's best if you look professional There's no stopping it If there were I would by now But something else suggests I probably wouldn't figure out how A person's best interest Is keeping to themselves Or cutting off the ones Who are to themselves as well Or cutting off the ones Who are to themselves as well They don't like me anymore And like a cue ball I suggest And there's no trying anymore And there's no cutting anything And if you left an acid town Or like a cue ball I suggest That maybe now and then It's best if you look professional Don't you worry about it (x6) They don't like me anymore And like a cue ball I suggest And there's no trying anymore And there's no cutting anything And if you left an acid town Or like a cue ball I suggest That maybe now and then It's best if you look professional (x2)
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Quick Dreams 03:54
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Chessy was a lunatic Killed her parents with a hockey stick She mustn't have known someone was there when she fled She probably wouldn't have done it if she did She got arrested and she plead insane Said she never thought she could cause so much pain She said "I love it when it gets out of hand" I used to know her brother John He used to kill opossums out on his lawn Until the day his mom found out And she beat him half to death I could've sworn I noticed then He probably wouldn't started up again But then he said "I love it when it gets out of hand" The people outside all stood round After hearing that John's dog drowned It really seemed like they found out Under the hot, white sun And when Chessy got pinched they all looked shocked I saw people crowding around the whole damn block And that's all it took For her to know what happened There's a rumor that's been going round Chessy broke out the big compound The one that they use To store the people like her I thought I saw her yesterday I wish it was, but it didn't turn out that way I said "I love it when it gets out of hand"
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Don't you pay me no mind I do this thing all the time Don't go three for five I'm collapsed for prime dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba abuh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh Cisco lives Cisco dies I pluck out Both my eyes When I cash out with my meat I just fall past the crowd and hit the key And some people may like their seat But that's not somebody else that's me Cisco lives Cisco dies I pluck out Both my eyes Now I'm in heat Watch out for some crab got hold on beat Never mind the loyalty Cuz that's not somebody else that's me dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buduh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh When I cash out with my meat I just fall past the crowd and hit the key And some people may like their seat But that's not somebody else that's me eugh Cisco lives Cisco dies I pluck out Both my eyes What I want I'm a light You are done all night When I cash out with my meat I just fall past the crowd and hit the key And some people may like their seat But that's not somebody else that's me dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba abuh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh (x2) Don't pay me no mind I do this thing all the time Don't go three for five Or I'll stop the red lights Now I'm in heat Watch out for some crab got hold on beat Never mind the loyalty Cuz that's not somebody else that's me
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I know a parking lot And you know both of my friends Or even better yet You know the people I'm sick of And it's a darling shame The way it all turns bad And there's a culture shock When it goes too fast Don't you think this gets boring After the 50th time I'm spending nights on the bench And you are falling for killers And it's a darling shame The way they make you sick And if you go to jail No, that won't do the trick Sickly man Where are ya smiling Picking up strangers Talk about nothing And it's a darling shame The way I forgot the lyrics And we spend time alone But it's not the time that you wanted And you're a hypocrite Even when you say that you're not And it's a darling shame When you're feeling robbed I know a parking lot And you know one of my friends Or even better yet You don't know nobody

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Hey so you can stream this album pretty much anywhere (Spotify, Apple Music, Google Play, Amazon Prime, etc.) so that's a new thing for me.

I played every instrument here, sung every note (sorry about that), and wrote every word. Sometimes that's for better and sometimes that's for worse, but either way this is an album that has music in it. If you download the album you get liner notes with all of the lyrics and thank yous and what have yous.

Most of these songs are really personal, so hopefully that'll translate well. If not, then I hope you call me and say that the album sucks! Thanks buds.

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released May 17, 2019

All songs written and performed by Feck.

Thanks to Peter Hoffpauir for the cover image.

Thanks to Michael Wilson for distribution and management.

Release #40

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Feck New Orleans, Louisiana

Feck is a multi-instrumentalist from New Orleans specializing in rock jams and experimental noise stuff.

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