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Phases

by Fringe Character

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Tom Whalley
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Tom Whalley The lyric "I wash the stars for you" is absolutely the sort of thing I'd write to my teenage crush and then never send. Thankfully these guys have put it in a blissed out nu-jazz record. Now I'm crushing on them.
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djw32 Goosebumps every time this album plays in my car! Yep, I got the physical CD, too. Fringe Character is a must for anyone that has not listened to this majestic composition of talented artists. Favorite track: Star Quake (feat. Daewong, GregB, Dudu Stinks).
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1.
live oh live yea live when you just didn’t get the call, it doesn’t matter when the chips don’t seem to fall it doesn’t matter the second time aw you’ll fly again live this is a second chance to believe and dream yea when you just didn’t get the call, it doesn’t matter when the chips don’t seem to fall it doesn’t matter the second time, aw you’ll fly again first time it’s amazing but first time needs patience the second time shows grace and gives you what it takes to survive aw you’ll fly again a second chance is sweeter than a thousand times honey even when I did wrong rather have time than money this time I’ll make it right live for the days of your dreams live it up all that you’ve wanted it’s time to live it up this is a second time to believe and dream live it up all that you’ve wanted it’s time to live it up the things that you forgot you loved live it up live for the days of your dreams make it right I’ll make it
2.
yo peep the playa pushin’ pedals applying the pressure we popping wheelies for paper peeling the path better pragmatic problems potential pencils the poem professor calypso chorus chromatic creative clef caresser do you feel the love it’s under grounded but we hover frenetic funky ass flow finesser float the fret board fingers and forever mock the forward letters force the ruffle of the formidable foe feathers Dr. Dae dossier digital dope measures so eat it read it and weep it i feel like you are conceited especially when i need it so beat we know you cheated i mean it go use your feet if not drive it's scenic the meanest you so elitist blessed to have defeated reading the odyssey in the oldest of coliseums completed this mystery in moments matter of seeing the lights beaming and gleaming the hype feeling is stealing my mind is always reeling from the conscience concealing promote the pimp prince palm beach pop synth PayPal the preference but playa you can't cop this got the gift of gab of the G’s and mobsters tossing my set up live long and prosper no matter where we flying I see the world through a window with two panes of glass and some shades when the lights are coming on too fast and it don’t bother me ‘cus i’ll be falling right along falling right along with that fading sun a breezy night one November I think It might have rained the terrain I can’t recall clear I think it it might have changed my refrain a sob story I think I might have claimed for all intents and purposes I think I got this game understood enough to put a quarter down I got some change welcome to the prison yard a bigger offer named broken deal woven seal Them kids is off the chain but the po po don’t need much more to explain they shooting all these brothers, don’t got no guns, what the fuck? and that’s a shame… but that’s my perspective so I don’t your need comments hold that…! and so I stand and deliver- no Olmos the goal post chipped in sudden death - slow mo don’t go close free fall writing through a plastic bag with poke holes timers on the chest antidotes come in slow dose orator of origin often on the low-pro his brain half dozen loco - a couple dojos the rest we don’t know on account of foreign mojo alien logo from halfway across the globe (oh!) Stinks terrific nerd gifted heard pickets words lifted up a nation them birds dig it I’m flyin penguin nowadays never strayed from the coup you ain't heard different I’m just doing my thing the orgasmic ohm orchestrate the proper feeling my pen’s and penis lyrics cumming but it’s hard to beat ‘em she looking for an army, all she got was seamen awful heathen odd approach though we all but even I got the feelin you'll be memorized stunned a bit tell your guys run them chips we terrorize Circumferences under the influence of the 7th sign seventh line press rewind but we can cover that another time say what i needed to say I’ve only been waiting for so long so long ha and I don’t need to be a star if I spin with the satellites I just fall apart
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to shine so bright for you I wash the stars for you when you are unhappy and no light is shining through in the dark of the night I’ll show up with my work boots I guess I’ve got some work to do I wash the stars for you to keep them shining bright to see the twinkle in your eyes no better night than tonight I wash the stars for you you can do all you want to I’ll provide light to see you through I believe in you I wash the stars for you to shine so bright for you Come on darlin’ I will comfort you No matter what my line says You need me baby don’t you sweat it I’m here I’m here for you when you wake up in the morning and the world seems strange just remember those things once said keep your head up high and vision to the sky but rent just kicked in and people tripping too seeing the world fade faintly in the world that you knew calm, remaining active from the picture that you drew chiaroscuro everybody seeking the light Alaleulah or hallelujah for freedom we fight Just remind yourself this life is not a mistake people may be fake the now might be late and any day can turn to the day so replay the message as you lay down to sleep know the stars are squeaky clean
5.
I believe in you do you believe in me? I believe in you do you believe in me? I am I am I am who are you? what am I? who are you? a pendulum in motion, modulated clocks all in, all ocean weather wave or drop burn highly concentrated crops till the fader hops on the way to top fallen on a major plot they haven't met the mason practice alchemy in heaven’s basement cast a spell for a better nation hard to tell whether rest or racing at best an estimation he sit still mental ever pacing that old man in a mountain with a crystal ball presents the moment not a gift at all a sudden omen makes a different call a couple chosen just a quick install the others hopin for a bigger fall series of incidents can fool your inference stay tuned mind body as instrument find hobby then listen in the answer in the wind it's all the same just a different skin I believe in you do you believe in me? I can see it’s true and you can see it’s me can you take the lead you’re neon lights to me when you when you when you embrace a new perception it’ s only two directions release your true protections while we all Increase dimension It takes a moon reflection to get their true attention but you can mention all the tension all but you was left in dial tones mild groans the child roams he’s now home battle with demons of mind moan tackle extra legion compile stone master of a tetrahedron shaped the rest of eden with wild bones baked the best to feed em pester heathens with best of breed then find spot the leave em, while I'm peaking then I'm gone cyclones transformed into light form rights born rolling thunder under might warn motions of a tight swarm degrees of innocence can rule your influence brain doomed mind body, what's the difference assigned lobbies then linkem in like dancers pick a spin it’s all game with a simple win series of incidents can fool your inference stay tuned mind body as instrument find hobby then listen in the answer in the wind it's all the same just a different skin I believe in you do you believe in me? I can see it’s true and you can see it’s me can you take the lead you’re neon lights to me neon neon neon
6.
ice Cream flavor drip hustle passion happens quick flip molecular matador illuminating illustration mathematical mind an elegant equation sabbatical crime spree cunning invasion co mingle the landscape for meditation perennial irrigation my elevation galactic creation no pasteurization procuring the pine needles for levitation spontaneous sound waves my salvation no home fit for a throne seldom seen they dismantle the earth to find the pipe dream consequences are covert and unseen did it really happen if nobody heard a thing? well click clack get back i serve facts pop ‘em off of the palate I play the syntax this ice cream flavor drippin’ on ya new slacks just some Dae lexicon for the cool cats so far it seems like I’m wondering that’s because I lost sight of life that’s inside of me reigniting so I can feel like I’m whole again now I know I can go within my self made but self inflamed I light me strategize with the palace wise fraternize with samurais plot the method capitalize on small letters little words he only bastardized your majesty the classic pride facets folded flat into a massive drive Stinks poetry potency, hard to muster a Super giant play the center of your Virgo cluster I shape shift for 30 seconds like a shadow hustler present a panegyric on his purpose then broke asunder up down strange, charm, top and bottom all six, look that up, and now you got a problem iOS detonators taking out your column avalanche duckin’ dots side to side slalom flip a handle Genghis Kahn with a side of Stalin switch to single cell then catch a ride with pollen the contact touch your epidermis I’m with the seven serpents up in them heavens workin’ dark angels wait patient near the fringes lurkin’ and then we circle your veranda with stanzas at the ready this rock steady permanent threat dissolve every inch and nanometer absorb install medley fiends stand paralyzed gawk, odd envy rare breed fair deeds near seeds prepare feeds, stare sleaze right in the face a clear breeze I might be open up to some new leases present skewed thesis and ironed out a couple few creases Phase long ago I didn’t have a home but now I’ve grown now I know that I’m only fit for a thrown so I made my own long ago I didn’t have a home but now I’ve grown now I know that I’m only fit for a thrown so I made my own long ago I didn’t have a home but now I’ve grown now I know I’m only fit for a throne so I made my own long ago I didn’t have a home but now I’ve grown
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lost a lot don’t try to save me hit the limit once or twice on the edge I’ll meet ya baby a feeling that you don’t disguise binding wave through time and space
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phase someone you’ll never know you’ll never know how long the trials take you you’ll never know where the road will bring you just try try to believe the struggle and just tell tell the story the story of someone the story of someone you’ll never know the story of someone you’ll never know the story of someone you’ll never know tell the story I see it the pictures please I see it I have to see I see it They take me there I see it all naturally I see it the view fly until you fall keep on chasing dreams when it seems the end gets harder keep going going yeah fly until you fall
9.
I'm dreamin’ but the music stays wide awake pry the gate side of fate slide or skate awful late I'm fishin’ but the hooks say buy the bait mind escape signs of late find the great I contemplate trilogy the first date really it's the first shape intrinsically the words relate my heart replays the tape and so goes the flow dissipates and falls into place is this a waste more ribs to break incubate into the night gripping power crystal heaven is rather wishful here and now live life blissful a shift happens from the inner fire simple fall into the source and catch the light it’s just a matter of perception science is direction them books haven't been revised, no progression see your mental prison and seed to all them children will never be trees in this belief system at the price higher than gold higher they glow if you bet against the fisherman the price is your soul but that's just a matter for some other matter which never mattered cause the latter born by suddenly scatter something out of nothing like a thought translates to after rhymes bring light to an ordinary chatter I wish I can be aggressive, collected but that’s not me maybe I’ll get it all in order by the curtain call that’s all I can be progressive, loved and respected the perfect three will get me all in order by the curtain call that’s me wishing for the permission to jump in the mission gifting the piffin spinning the vision thus uplifting the system the villains feeling the ism like the inside of a mitten when you inside a the prison cool as the AC and calm as a kitten cooking the curtain up in the kitchen picking the fruitful rendition propagate pollinate and then sign the petition manage to bandage the frantic foresight the premonitions look at em glisten, man listen spectacular sessions sponsored by soul and aggression a lack a love leaves a black hole in my lenses that’s keeping ‘em guessing teaching a lesson on skating the session felons fondly float to the killing the meditated decisions kick push when I’m riding the rhythms surfing the sanitary sound waves keep the cool cultured cleanliness always pockets stay jumpin’ with parlays spreadin’ the salaries like Parkay’s and I’m wishing, I’m wishing that when I see the curtain baby you’ll be in it otherwise I’ll be hurting is the future certain? I guess we’ll find our way I wish I can be aggressive, collected but that’s not me maybe I’ll get it all in order by the curtain call that’s me
10.
I'm deep in the sheet that’s paper back in a way I track bitter sweet life them cakes go stack killer capers trap finna take yo wack fricasseed rice two sticks of green flips them fiends brew some lean wanna make nice? them schizo teens who flip no dreams ill split yo seam in daylight they coming for vengeance open arm, no hugging though block the entrance already in they cutting slow in a statement of work two shakes and a twerk ancient berserk them ‘glyphics Mason alert taper the dirt flavor no specifics witness this delicious mix of vicious in sips of sickness sink your mistress in then thickness overflow meniscus within an instant like for instance spit that frozen viscous kick that omen mentioned Roman emperorin’ old dimension chrome wrenching these old henchmen bow flexin’ on this dome session Progressing why you hoes guessing answer ask but don't beg to question shatter glass but no cuts to mention batter backed by the matter fact horror habitat call her back.. so cataclysmic my composition sit back and listen whimsical wishes colliding often with intuition it's been a minute but we back to uphold the tradition key in ignition now to properly post in position fuck with the vision we finessing and flippin the rythm this pallet pitching while progressively painting a picture apparently its apparent this arrogance is numeric i brandish trophies and merits rings medals ribbons and karats and other pieces portraying the prowess the culmination of passion and earthly higher powers pollination of prisms creates a star shower Dae Elec, da man of the hour Fringe Character no damn hyphen working so hard got arthritis boss on the job like M. Bison time punch out like Mike Tyson I'm on fire Andre Rison ya'll on ice, ya'll straight sliding I'm so nice I'm straight wildin’ that it shine bright when i enlighten dope from the cradle until the grave surfin’ out here on the tidal waves Du and Dae smooth with it like a fresh shave never ever ever were the fucks gave just beats and studio real estate I'm cookin’ that heat go cop a plate ball out here to the garden state best to never do it like Hardaway Barry Sanders Ned Flanders ya you better prey different colored shapes Art Basel MIA a pretty peripheral picture of the pearly gates promote this playalistic pimpin’ when I pass away
11.
all you care about is your reality game shows meanwhile the devil's got the nuclear launch codes pretend there's nothing wrong just stare at their consoles I'm speaking for the urge that will never cease I'm speaking for the holy but will never preach good times are gone, these times are wrong nocturnal, residential creatures haunt city streets imagination blessed with the vivid reach still all it takes is one speech to recast the best of intentions to sinister plots full of aggression welcome to oppression the best and the brightest are being sacrificed tell me... does it make sense or not at all? powder kegs and fuse waste, the new craze does it make sense or not at all? temperamental heat waves in these days top celebrity was coherent originally now we laugh at their appearance, and many follies. but when they try to open eyes, they neutralize them usually equality is like oppression to privileged they keep denying the truth that we’re living in but we see this for what it is it's not a life, It's just business if Your capacity for hatred is limitless and it's way out of control with prejudice realize all hatred is self hate I'll speak the truth and lose one more nemesis does it make sense or not at all? elementary shutdown on weekdays does it make sense or not at all? desert eagle freight trains with weak chains does it make sense or not at all? corporate police state that needs slaves does it make sense or not at all? ignorance on TV for replay does it make sense or not at all? now we line the streets, guess what (He/She/Each) say? nd once the empire collapsed we began to realize the impermanence of society, the fallacy of convention…the fragility of life itself each and every one of these fabrications owe their existence to the idea of consensus, yet we accept them as law they are nothing more than phases, temporary states of being. we now understand that our power is limited to the changing of conditions and circumstances. we cannot determine when the next phase will occur, but together we determine the characteristics we cannot paint the picture, but together we choose the colors
12.
my kingdom my body is this just a dream? we’ll be alright if we call this a thing abandon your mind and let your soul sing the cultural chaos in need of a séance is snowballing further and further away us diluting the brilliance of millions the cadence is washing the passion attempting to fade us an echo of silence it moves with the vibe and decides when to hide or impose on your life or disguise for the wise and fall from the sky and implodes on arrival the sound of survival you cradle and clutch it and quote from the bible religion is is simple ideas are vital believing the scripture makes sapiens spiral and morph into murderous hateful and vile our brothers are killed in the name of the viral the people get tortured progression is idle we've lost what's important and hidden the vital that the love from the heart is the cyclical cycle

about

In some ways these are lean times. You feel directionless. You pause and become aware of your long-term story and conceptual existence, and the weight of that is troubling. Your flailing ego tries to rehash facts and evidence of who you once were and who you are now. And in that cold light, you come up empty and despair sets in.

In other ways, these are bountiful times. You feel hopeful about the future. You don’t move, you glide. Everything around you is awash in a cleansing pulse as your troubles fade away. You have endless love for your fellow beings.

The difference between these two times is the wave.

So ride that mahfucker.

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Words from….

Turrnt Vonnegut: For my twin dolphins, you have all my love. I cannot wait to dance with you.
Huge thank you to the fans!!! Extra special love to my beautiful wife for loving me for who I am, I love you too. Big love to my family, near and far. Shout out to all the artists on this record: making music with you is life affirming and an honor. Shout out to all past and present Fringe Character live band members: Stinks, Dae, Craig, Erik, Jeff, Mark, Alex, Matt, Greg, you take it to the next level and I absolutely love it! Shout out to all my music teachers ever (Cynthia, Ted, Steve, Louka), What Time Where, SAE Byron crew, all rave kids and dreamers everywhere….what can I say, Leos lead with their heart.

Dudu Stinks: Shout out to all the musicians, the venues, and the fans who have been listening to Stinks for these many years.
Extra special shout out to my rock, my life, my second and better half, the one and only 6ixFive. Everything I do needs support from you. You are the glue. Really, really.
OonaEcho, you inspired many of these songs. You two are curiosity, kindness, no-bullshit and endless wonder. I can only hope you listen to this again and say: "that's my Papa!" One love.

Daewong: Much love, endless thank you's, and huge shootouts to wifey, family, friends, fans, and everyone who supports what we do. Love, Dae.

GregB would like to thank: Nikki and Rylei.

Special thanks to: Vid & One Ten Art Collective, Majestic Theatre, The Crystal Corner, High Noon Saloon, The Frequency, DJ Phil Money, Metabaque and the Handphibians crew, Captain Smooth, all the bands and DJs we’ve done shows with the past few years, Brokencool, Mark Whitcomb at DNA Music Labs, Wyatt Agard, Bob Cox & RCR Park, all the musicians grinding on South Park, Isthmus, Tone Madison, WORT 89.9 FM, Chris and Shawn at Sooper Dooper.

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released October 6, 2017

Credits:

Executive Producer: Turrnt Vonnegut

Recorded, mixed and mastered by: Turrnt Vonnegut at The Trap Room, Madison, WI
Horns on “Star Quake” and “Golden Age II” recorded by: Mark Whitcomb at DNA Music Labs, Madison, WI

Clarinet on “Contact” and “Star Washer” by Alex Charland
Saxophone on “Star Quake” and “Golden Age II” by Alex Charland
Trombone on “Star Quake” and “Golden Age II” by Mark Hetzler
Trumpet on “Star Quake” and “Golden Age II” by Matt Onstad
Flute on “Fantasy Trouble” by Chance Stine
Bass on “Star Quake” by Jeff Lange
Auxiliary percussion on “Pleiades”, “Contact”, “Star Washer”, “Deep Field”, “Golden Age I”, and “Fantasy Trouble” by John Doing
Additional vocal on “Deep Field” by DJ Phil Money
Additional vocal on “Pleiades” by Fivy
All guitar, bass, synth, drum programming, sequencing and arrangements by Turrnt Vonnegut
This album is entirely sample free

Album artwork: Turrnt Vonnegut
All songs published by LION OF ISTAN MUSIC LLC (ASCAP) © 2017, except: “Fantasy Empire”, published by LION OF ISTAN MUSIC LLC (ASCAP) & 303 DRPM (ASCAP)

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