Visiting Hours

by Terry Green

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Evan S Terry Green are a bunch of sexy dudes who make great tunes. This debut release is a beaut. Favorite track: Rich A$ Fuck.
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Andie Some of my favourite dudes making some of my favourite music. Favorite track: Yard Sard.
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    alright so i thought id be sitting on the first run of tapes for a long time but got rid of them quicker than i had thought. this is a run of 25 on pink tapes with the original artwork. "Visiting Hours" is all on the A side while the B side has a demo of a new-ish song that hasnt been released yet. All made/dubbed by myself in my bedroom as always

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Recorded between May-August of 2014 at Snowball Manor in Mississauga ON.

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released August 15, 2014

Adam Furukawa - Drums
Adrian Mysliwiec - Vocals
Louis Bursey - Bass
Matt Farfal - Guitar

Produced by: Jacob Hrajnik, Dean Philip Snowball, and Terry Green
Mixed and mastered by: Jacob Hrajnik at Electric Hrajnik Studios
Artwork by: Shane Wray

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Track Name: Hi Hater
i thought i knew what to tell myself
so its shrugs and half answers from here
because I’m sick of doing everything for nothing
and I’m growing old of standing here and waiting
for things to work themselves out
Track Name: Bye Hater
its like theres always two voices fighting in my head
we're never seeing through. i never understood how i
listened to you speak every slurred word that you’ve spit
and i hope to god thats the end of it

but I’m behind
and wishing time would be nicer
this winter’s been endless and the cold still blows through the summer
our shivers are not ghosts but our demons, The reminders of our worst times
the reasons we suffer

i know we’ve been seeing more of each other
i know I’m learning more about
the parts we want to skip
the parts we want to miss
but we let those parts in
and i let them sit
to keep us from being distant

keep me in
Track Name: Rich A$ Fuck
my lips can’t speak your foreign language
my eyes used to see but we forgot ourselves
where will i be when i get lost
where will you be when you are gone
it’d be better a year a from now

the same ringing flaunts my ears
our voices on repeat
we’re screaming violently

with that being said
we’re finally dead
when we ascend
we’ll finally meet again
Track Name: Yard Sard
I’m avoiding time
from getting to me
because whats spent is wasted
but its all up to me
to use it wisely

i can’t speak for you
but I’m not seeing movement
i’m staying here forever
I’m staying here to die

my motivation’s a bit on the wrong side
and i trust you that you’re worried
but I’m not looking for a second opinion.
and if thats just too harsh i guess that i have
a heart made of stone
blacker than coal

if theres anything worth saying
its that my arms, my legs, my eyes are tired
Track Name: Yale Sale // Another Sard
wear my skin
like your favourite dress
and squeeze my neck
until I’m blood red

its on again and off again
my indoor voice has grown
its louder than its ever been
now that I’m alone

the carvings in the ceiling
the scratches on the door
and all the lines i’ve said before

your personality’s peaking
you’re talking to yourself
saying all the lines I’ve said before
none of it means anything to me anymore

and i thought i knew what to tell myself
but lying is just lying and i can’t lie to myself anymore