FAWM 2017

by Mark! Silver

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PREVIOUS FAWMS:

2016: silvermediaproductions.bandcamp.com/album/fawm-2016

LINER NOTES:

Ain't this nifty? Another year, another FAWM, so it seems; this one being my second, of course, and boy did I come out swinging. The majority of this album (the first 8 tracks) was started & finished within the first five or six days of the month. Then schoolwork kicked in harder, and I kinda slowed down... alot. Needless to say, if I didn't have this buffer built up in the first week, I wouldn't have been able to complete FAWM this year.

That wasn't really out of a lack of ideas, because believe me, I had plenty (and I'll get more into that in a bit). This was more of a "hey, i don't have time now to finish much of anything I started". Because of this, I did absolutely no vocal work in the latter 3 weeks of the month, so if instrumentals aren't your thing, you can stop listening after you've finished Pseudo-sun (and Pseudo-sun is pretty slick in my opinion, so you should definitely listen).

Due to the time constraint that is this lovely shortest month of the year, there were some missed opportunities with this album. Firstly, myself and my fellow cool cats (Chris & Josh) at the EMAWM project (emawm.tk) started working on a collab for FAWM that only got as far as having most of the lyrics being done. It's got potential though, and we're planning to include it in an EP that we'll be working on, so stay tuned for that juicy record to drop. ;)

Speaking of juicy records, I may be dropping an addendum release (perhaps "FAWM 2017.5") to this album sometime later in this year. There were a lot of rather incomplete ideas sitting around that never got worked into finished demos this year (including 7 mini-songs that I wrote on the 21st of this month) that I'd like to expand upon in the future. I won't promise that this album will happen, but keep your eyes peeled for it on this bandcamp in case it does.

Still speaking of juicy records, I'm overdue on making a full-fledged studio album based on some of the best material I've built up since as early as about a year and half ago. When I eventually flesh out enough of these tracks and generate a solid tracklist, this will happen, and if I'm gonna put it out this year, I'm gonna shoot for August 22nd (for reasons I'll explain in that album's liner notes).

Any other business?

Nope?

Do I have a motion to dismiss these liner notes?

I motion to dismiss these liner notes.

I second the motion.

All in favor, say "aye".

AYE.

All opposed?

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Motion carried. These liner notes are adjourned.

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Licensed under EMAWM Records
EMAWM 001
emawm.tk/releases

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released February 28, 2017

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CREDITS:

Everything by Mark EXCEPT:

No, there's no exception. I did everything that appeared in this release.
Oh wait, actually, the album cover uses a KDE Plasma Wallpaper and FAWM's error picture. Sorry, I forgot that you're supposed to attribute image sources. :P

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT:

Check out these friends & whatnot (the people on my watchlist that did stuff this year) on FAWM (in no particular order) (oh, and my fawm is @silvermediapro in case anyone was wondering):

@jji7skyline @stickyfingers @roadreg @spiffyflinger @veggieman @ersatz @abc123

Also, thanks to the folks, blokes, and egg-yolks that gave feedback on my music during the FAWM-season (y'all slick salamanders know who you are).

Also, thanks to the IRL peeps that listened to my FAWM-tunes throughout this year's FAWM-journey of mine (y'all dope dingos know who you are).

Also, thanks to YOU for listening to this album & reading these dorky ol' liner notes. Stay totally tubular, my friends. :)

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Track Name: I Can't Remember
I can't remember
half the words you said, but I
remember the surroundings and it
seemed like it had happened yesterday

I walked away then
complacent in my state of mind,
yet certainty was lacking, so I find.

A shift occurred with
momentum hardly lost, but
I feel like I'm overthinking
undertones in truth of meaning.

Enlighten me to all the
things that I'll forget. I
know that I'll just sit and nod,
no need replies be sent.

And I can't remember
half the words you said, but I
remember the surroundings and it
seemed like it had happened yesterday

I walked away then
complacent in my state of mind,
yet certainty was lacking, so I find.

I hit a low, but never
tripped or skid or fell, cause the
world will keep on spinning whether
I can keep on standing tall, though

Every since the autumn, I've been
bent right out of shape, and the
task is mine to step on up my game.

Yet I can't remember
half the words you said, but I
remember the surroundings and it
seemed like it had happened yesterday

I walked away then
complacent in my state of mind,
yet certainty was lacking, so I find.
Track Name: Goodbye, GNOME
Goodbye, GNOME,
you've had an alright run, but
we're going our own way; we feel that
Qt will get better done this job.

Goodbye, GNOME,
you'll not be held in bad regard, but
working 'round your problems proves much
harder than it's worth.

We've got our own vision in mind, and
features we will implement over time, but
after so many hurdles, the runners start to whine.

You're fine and dandy for what you are, but
trying to change you is becoming a chore; the
Budgie's gonna fly into the sky.

Goodbye, GNOME,
you've had an alright run, but
we're going our own way; we feel that
Qt will get better done this job.

Goodbye, GNOME,
you'll not be held in bad regard, but
working 'round your problems proves much
harder than it's worth.
Track Name: Bind
Got myself in and out of a bind again.
And it took all the ink from the pen that just sits in my pack 'cause I never use it.
Blank slate, and I'm back on track with myself.
And everyday is more upbeat, 'cause I'm not tied to internal burden.

Hit me with your ad-homs, cause I really couldn't care;
You're bouncing off my hair, and I am free.

Got myself a muse on which I can depend.
And it's not gonna stop if I keep it up with everything I've got.
Blank slate, but its colors are gonna shine.
And everyday is less mundane, 'cause I'm not tied to internal burden.

I'm just a dirty heathen, child, and I don't really care.
From all the lies I kept, I now am free.

Got myself in and out of a bind again.
And it took all the ink from the pen that just sits in my pack 'cause I never use it.
Blank slate, and I'm back on track with myself.
And everyday is more upbeat, 'cause I'm not tied to internal burden.
Track Name: U$A
They lost the purpose that was
holding up their effort.
and now they're just as bad as
what they fought so
hard to stop; the
shady monsters
in the dark.
Feeding on the
pockets of the
wealthy and the poor.
Fingers crossed for
greater good, but
imminent demise
leads forth,
Cause everyone wants power over
liberty,
prosperity, and the
U.S dream for
you & me. They
want their feelings
unperturbed, and
bank accounts up through the roof.
Socioeconomic status,
in their eyes, beats out the platform
in the U$A.
in the U$A.
Track Name: Pseudo-sun
Everyone wanted a reason to say,
"The rain is gonna go away if you look
out for the pseudo-sun at the end of the storm".

Well the pseudo-sun is paper-wound, cause it's
falling apart, and it isn't round, but
we all seem to pretend that it's so great.

Everybody knows it, but
holds to their ideals, cause
they dream of utopia where
every wound heals.

The only light in this pseudo-sun is the
misguided spirit of the torch used to
burn down what we've built into the ground.

Everyone wanted a reason to say,
"The world is gonna be ok if you
keep your feet tied to the ground".

But the ground is falling apart.
It took the hope out of my heart to
watch the world walk single-file into the pseudo-sun.

Everybody knows it, but
holds to their ideals, cause
they dream of utopia where
every wound heals.

The only light in this pseudo-sun is the
misguided spirit of the torch used to
burn down what we've built into the ground.

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