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OPUS FUZZ [Orange Disk]

by TR0LL

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1.
Mystery Man 03:45
Hey you there, Mystery man, with the master plan Hey you there, Mystery man, with the master plan Mystery man, what you perceive? Reality? What you see is what you get, Mystery Man. Unraveling... Unraveling... Mystery Man, with the master plan, can't you understand? Mystery Man, with the master plan, can't you understand? It's in your hand now... It's in your hand now... Unraveling... Mystery Man...
2.
Join me at the flip side and we can have some tea I can read into your palms, your palms' inside of me Little flower, come into my mind Come into my mind and see Little flower come into my soul Come into my soul set me, set me free, set me free Join me at the flip side, set me free I twiddle my thumbs, my mind goes blank inside of thee I cannot whisper into my heart You're still a mystery to me Flower girl, come into my heart and see Come into my soul, set me free Set me free, little flower girl Enter all inside of me, have some tea, at the flip side At the flip side, at the flip side, enter all inside of me Enter up, enter thee, enter me, enter free, set me free Have some tea, at the flip side Do you know what the flip side means? It means my mind's jelly Have some tea... [~I can feel your kiss, so pure~] How time moves so very slow How time moves so very very slow How time moves so very very very slow How time moves so inadequately slow Little flower girl, come into my mind and set me free
3.
Separate, necessitate, obliviate Two more fucking days... Two more fucking days! "Two more days!" I said, as it came to my head. "This feeling of dread, is dead?" I said to myself. "Is this the end of my pain? Is this the end of not having lain, To being someone else's bitch? Of being someone else's maid?" And consistently trying to stake the claim. The end is near, I feel it. Admit it: I reel it. Mate in it: I steal it In the end, will you believe it? I said "It's dead, this feeling I'm wreathing. This feeling, this feeling of dread is dead...it's dead." Two more days till forever Two more days until never Two more days till I find life better In two more days... I was rifting with the shit Clinging to me shoe; a spatula And defiance wasn't claimed Wasn't played through So the guest, twisted in his lies, Burden to tragedy; what it had to be As a sting to the side Shout like all the creatures Riddled with candy taste of teeth Coming back Coming back... Two more days till forever Two more days until never Two more days till I find life better Two more days goes on only so ever
4.
Don't touch me Don't kiss me Don't hold me anymore Don't thrill me Don't chill me Don't give to me anymore Don't sense me Don't own me Don't dream of me anymore Don't talk to me Don't gawk at me Don't look at me anymore Don't touch me! I just want to be your lover! Don't reach for me! I just want to be your lover! Don't get close to me! I just want to be your lover! Don't touch me! I just want to be your lover! Don't believe me Don't remove me Don't cherish me anymore Don't hope for me Don't pray for me Don't get on your knees anymore Don't ask of me Don't take of me Don't forgive me anymore Don't cry to me Don't let it be Don't free me anymore Don't grasp me Don't french me Don't pay for me anymore Don't touch me Don't kiss me Don't fool me anymore The silence kills the moment So justified, so rectified by you and me Anamour
5.
Given all I had, what I needed from you To believe that this was ever true So much planned the future's bright Sat and discussed underneath the starry night Thirteen year old smile on my face Now that charm has brought disgrace At my reckless naive way Would you forgive my worthless say But I am trapped by my own design Left to ponder on a regal time When the world seemed fine When I could smile When a thousand dreams was less than a mile I have failed, but time after time Only to pick myself up, all the while There they sit on their thrones Pointing fingers at us drones Cracking a whip with utter glee I'm not your slave; can't you see I want to be more than this...
6.
Turn Around 06:04
I made a mistake I believed in you I finally see the point This lie will never come true Why can't you believe? That things will never be relieved Don't you agree that things will never be? Poison flows Jesus knows Shame abound Turn around Fuck you, asshole, when you laugh Dark sides flow through you like it's your past Dream of silence in you mind; that's it. That's why you have taken over everything, completely Now you sit at my feet, like a can of spoiled meat Poetry, it was I Feeling down? Nothing sound Fields of grey Gone away
7.
Everything 04:27
Hey you there, don't you understand Exactly what I have to say I'm so sorry that I never had anything but dismay I found you, my spirit, my hope, my light In you I find everything In you I find everything Sometimes I feel like miles away And Sometimes I don't know why my sky is grey And Sometimes I lead a lie find I'm blind Needless what I had to say, that was only just to yesterday [than I expressed] Wishing I would find you happy than totally depressed But in you, my essence, my guidance, my delight In you I find everything In you I find everything Without time Without time... Sometimes I feel like miles away And sometimes I don't know why my sky is grey And sometimes I leap to conclusions that I am right And sometimes I feel so dry, when the reason has died What I find in you What I find What I find in you What I find You are everything You are everything to me...
8.
Alone 05:38
Hello Wall, Welcome to my world. Isn't it great: the face that you see? Nothing but me, and divinity. Isn't it grand: the void of bland? Hey, look at me! I'm talking to you! Can you understand? Here's my hand. Look tonight; dressed in white, in my home, all alone Alone in my chair Alone without a care Alone, wish I was there Alone... In my hand, are all the dreams that I never had: in my hand It's the busy body, that I sorely, truly, crazily want so bad And what I want is to be free, from this prison infinity I need to live, live to need I bleed to live, live to bleed Alone without dread Alone; my only friend Alone. When will it end Alone. Will it end? Alone...
9.
Judgment Day 07:25
Come out low Come out high Tear the sky in front of me... Don't you know it's what we want? Don't you know it's what we need? When the sky is torn apart And the land splits into infinity Come out low Come out high Split the sky in front of me... Don't you know it's what we want? Don't you know it's what we need? When the sky splits apart And the land in torn into infinity
10.
Ooh, you make me wanna Make me wanna Get up and play and I... Ooh, you're gonna wanna Gonna wanna Get up and run and hide and... Ooh, I do so wanna Do so wanna Be with you night and day and... Ooh, you're gonna wanna Gonna wanna Make sure I'm not the one... And I love you And I know that you don't know me really And I love you And I know that you don't know me really Manic depressive Manic depressive Manic depressive horse how beauty [Ooh, you make me wanna]
11.
The carpet slides beneath you feet Dead astray from your dismay, I say Doesn't that look like blood soaked in meat? It's all we'll ever be... All your surrender and all of your dismay Are smite in dear hope, it's gone now, I'm afraid I see your fears in your eyes I see your tears in their isle, I say [why do you hide?] Motherfucker this way? Hey you, don't you remember, when the clouds and the shy were haze Those seemingly endless days Those seemingly endless days I remember those days The clouds and the haze Don't remember those days? The clouds and the sun and the haze The carpet slides Beneath your feet At your feet That's all we'll ever be...
12.
Accuasations 03:25
No time I spent was fully wasted without warning No lie I said was truly meant "falsificating" No tears I shed were totally from heart-broke mourning No place I've went was incredibly satisfying You want honesty, well, here's honesty: There was a time when all I needed was my pack of cigarettes, a cup of coffee and the poetry I wrote. Now all I need is a cup of coffee and the poetry I wrote. It's kind of a weird establishment thing, I got going here, building my tower to nothingness. I often look around and see P.D. here and there, and pretty much everywhere, bit is it totally, fully, what I need? No. I don't think so. What I totally need is a life everyone tells me to get. What I want to tell them is that I, I found it, but it's just not here with me now. Is this what you want? Then I think it's time you come and get it. Here I am, here I stand, waiting, with my poetry and coffee. The cigarettes I got rid of, I guess, a while ago But, nonetheless, can you hear the beat?
13.
What everybody needs is a new dimension What everybody needs is a higher ascension What everybody needs is a wide open door What everybody needs is a chance to be more What everybody needs is a revolution What everybody needs is a real solution What everybody needs is is something safe; secure What everybody needs is a love so pure What everybody needs is a glass of water For the sun tends to dry us all away What everybody needs is a real answer For the lies that come with every day What everybody needs is a perfect mind What everybody needs is a true to kind What everybody needs is broader vision What everybody needs kill your television What everybody needs is a rubber duck What everybody needs is a serious fuck What everybody needs is a chance to give it What everybody needs is a moment to live it What everybody needs is a promising future That world keeps in spin without an end What everybody needs: an ego free environment That won't pull us in...
14.
Of course, it's not for me to say But I'll speak words to you anyways The feelings' flow out like butterflies Your charm has caught me by surprise Once again, I shout it out But not your name; don't moan and pout I'll take you this time, with some shock So make sure that your heart's unlocked You never spoke of memories, open lies or fantasies So take your foot out of your mouth I'll play along until you're out Of all those stories that grab my ears Shake me around, release my fears And win my stomach's twisted snake: All tied and bound for what you create. It's not for me to say But I'll let you in on it, anyway I think you're from another world Your ascension's higher, O' Little Girl The only thing, I'll surely say, Surpassing your beauty, from day to day, Is the way you speak, it stimulates My mind and soul, for heaven sake You never spoke of memories, open lies or fantasies So take your foot out of your mouth I'll play along until you're out Of all those stories that grab my ear Shake me around, release my fears And win my stomach's twisted snake: All tied and bound for what you create. What will you say to me? I let it out for all to hear For you to hear What will you say? What?
15.
Here is my prayer Can you hear me, My Lord? It's been a while since I talked to you, My Lord My belief in you grows weaker, My Lord Greed is spreading across the world, My Lord The stars are falling, falling down The earth I tearing, tearing apart The air is getting, getting thin And this is breaking, breaking my heart Please, won't you fix it, the whole world, My Lord? Please, can you help us, our reluctance, My Lord? Please, will you deliver your essence, My Lord? Please, with you nix it, to once voice, My Lord?

about

The year of 1997 was the year Brian Olson and I moved to Madison, Wisconsin, from our northern hometown of Hayward. TR0LL had already made three albums since that time; Minstrels of the Natural Language (1995), Paradox & Cheesepuffs (1996) and For the First Time, Fairy Music (1997). Previously, we only used a worn down karaoke machine to record our music...and with mono cords, at that. Living in Madison slowly changed up our equipment and style. Brian got a job working for Ward Brodt (a place where even the band Garbage shopped for their gear, among many others). His experience in that retail store, gave him an upper hand in what to look for for better equipment. Sadly...we were still broke. So, our first device for making music was nothing more than a Yamaha audio 4-track recorder and a $99 keyboard. This is where OPUS FUSS came into being. One mic, one guitar and one keyboard...all recorded on an audio 4-track. After a two year time off from our previous and last Hayward album, Opus Fuzz was finally finished in 1999, on the verge of the new millennium.

What you are hearing is the actual 4-track tape mix, funneled through LANDR Mastering and nothing more. Hence, labelled THE LANDR-TWEAK COLLECTION. As always with TR0LL albums, these downloads are all free. Opus Fuzz was a double album: Blue Disk and Orange Disk and are in no particular order to which is played first. Be sure to download both for the full effect. This album's tracks have also been switched around.

Also, there have been a few remixes throughout the years as to what songs are on the "Orange Disk", however, the tracks played on here are all from the actual Opus Fuzz recording sessions. Nothing on this LANDR-TWEAK album version has any tracks which came after 1999. Those songs, which some might be use to, will be logged in their rightful place, to the correct albums which they were laid for.

WARNING!: To all my wife's friends, who are in the music department...this is HORRIBLE STUFF. There was no musical or vocal training whatsoever when it came to TR0LL. This is not going to be pitch-perfect opera singing. You have been warned!

Enjoy,
~Michael Hasenfang

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released August 1, 1999

TR0LL is Brian Olson & Michael Hasenfang
Recorded @ Sh*t Sound Studio, Madison, WI
(C) 1999 St'r Sl'r Inc.

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HASENFANG Boise, Idaho

I've been writing lyrics since the late 80's and making albums since the early 90's. Now living in Boise, Idaho at the moment.

NOTE: If I purchased your album for $1, take no offense, I'm broke and I just do that to hopefully increase your site views; cause I like your tunes.

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Hasenfang
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