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released April 19, 2017

Feefawfum is Farley Miller, Stéphane Diamantakiou, Zachary Scholes, and Sebastian Balk-Forcione.

Farley wrote the lyrics, played guitar, and sang.
Stéphane played electric and stand-up basses.
Zachary played Hammond organ, Rhodes, Clavinet, and Moog synthesizer, and sang.
Sebastian played drums and percussion, and sang.

Ky Brooks sang on “No Content” and “Yours to Keep.”

Farley and Zachary recorded it at Concrete.
Farley mixed it at home.
Harris Newman mastered it at Grey Market.
Farley did the artwork and layout.

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Feefawfum Montréal, Québec

Weird rock music from Montreal. Feefawfum is Farley Miller (guitar/vox), Stéphane Diamantakiou (bass), Zachary Scholes (keyboards), and Sebastian Balk-Forcione (drums).

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Track Name: No Content
Each time that I met with his eyes
Each time that I mimed his face
Each time that I looked for myself, no content

You look into the space behind his eyes
Finding naught but a cloud of bores and wasted breaths

Each time that I spelled out a line
Each time that I called out his name
Each time that I looked for myself, no content

You look into the space behind his eyes
Finding naught but a cloud of bores and wasted breaths

Maybe I’m just so tongue tied

Each time that I looked for myself
Each time that I tried to understand, no content

You look into the space behind his eyes
Finding naught but a cloud of bores and wasted breaths

Maybe I’m just so tongue tied
Track Name: Primrose Path
The cigarette burns on the carpet, they are a new addition
The things you left behind have sent me down that primrose path
I want to say I’m not afflicted, but I don’t dream of anything

With arms tied back
You waste beside a picture of a fitter you
With arms tied back
Your youth is gone, you gave it to the colony

The games we play are captivating but they’ll end in hospital
Self-medicating twitches send me down that primrose path
I want to say I’m not afflicted, but you can make a rope out of anything

With arms tied back
You waste beside a picture of a fitter you
With arms tied back
Your youth is gone, you gave it to the colony

Close your eyes and swallow
Drink it down and let it go

With arms tied back
You waste beside a picture of a fitter you
With arms tied back
Your youth is gone, you gave it to the colony
Track Name: Rust
Follow the flock
They filter in and file out
Bred, bored and died
No life on the outside
But underneath what operates the lungs,
Moistens up the tongue?
As each day drags they long to resign

A magnet’s thrust,
Parting limbs made old before their time
Reborn in a rose gold cast
Levers pull to while away the time
Saturates the eyes
As each day drags they long to resign

With every moment nearer to the end
We remain a house long condemned
But how long will we last before we rust?

Flat, white, and wide
They shake the net
Cling and twitch, a future flutters
Cast off from their mooring
As shifting colors signify a change
On bodies well arrayed
As each day drags they long to resign

With every moment nearer to the end
We remain a house long condemned
But how long will we last before we rust?

Are we basking now?
Are we drowning?
Hanging up our hats
Drossy limbs lie
Limbs lie flat

With every moment nearer to the end
We remain a house long condemned
But how long will we last before we rust?
Track Name: Drag
All of that ire pressed into place
A moment alone, a moment to shape
As we sail on to be by your by side

All of that light glint by the wake
A shimmering veil draped over the lake
As we sail on to be by your side

All of the eyes cast by the bank
At all of the lines there dragging the lake
As we sail on to be by your side

Now they fold them
Now they narrate their storied lives
Now they close and elide all there ever was

No way now to feel sad
No place, no

Such a long way down to the salt below
Did you lose your love?
Did you take control?

All of our lives lived in a haze
And now it’s all blowing away
All of that time kneeling to pray
To watch our knees wasting away

Now they fold them
All there ever was
Track Name: Sloth
My fate is sloth, a paper claim
The future is a passing phase

My face is sloth, my setting plain
The table set and nothing came

But one day I’ll eat another for a chance to dine
And the dream is lost inside me
But my molars shine

My name is sloth, my fancies framed
The honored set supply the chain

But one day I’ll eat another for a chance to dine

I cannot see my end
I cannot feel my legs
I feel the cut
I feel the change
You stroke the yoke
You lick the reins
Once, twice
Track Name: Openings
Oh, that opening
An offering my sordid eyes concealed from me
Though they watched it close
Barely held a fist
Maybe not this time

Oh, that opening
An odyssey through sated planes
But what my soul receives amounts to nothing much
Barely held a fist
Maybe not this time

Oh, that opening
An otherness: all joy and menace
And when they lay my head I can hear it still
Barely held a fist
Maybe not this time

Not my soul
It’s nothing much
Barely held a fist
Maybe not this time
Track Name: Yours to Keep
You seem mad

It’s out of reach
My slow hands
Can’t put a finger on that feeling rising from the deep
I sit out as it passes by

You seem mad

It’s out of reach
My slow hands
Can’t pry a paper bag with milk and honey pouring through
I sit and watch the crowd pass by

Just try to open up
Partake in love
Just open up
It’s not yours to keep

You seem mad

It’s out of reach
My slow hands crack like a rag-doll whip
The second swallow, yours to clip
I pucker for the passers-by
While dreaming of the afterlife
Or sucking all the marrow dry

Just try to open up
Partake in love
Just open up
It’s not yours to keep

You seem mad
Track Name: Chien Savant
It stood like an ass
Before that baying glass
It looked just like chagrin
Succor, rancor mingling

It raised to that slot
And thrust a coin to drop
It sang its squalid song
A broken-record romance to scrape along

It sank like a stone
And shook that waxing glow
It came in absent time
Salt-drip licked and stultified

The future’s not what it was

I concede my independence
Because I can see my solace in the end

It stood like an ass
Inured to the weight of brass
It lives by deft triage
Weeping in the grail of its look de plage

The future’s not what it was

I concede my independence
Because I can see my solace in the end