Forum EP

by The Annoying

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FORUM is the raw picture of the young and colourful indie act’s summer days. This album contains the best songs played during the early live gigs, since the creation of the band, in late 2010. This album features 7 songs, all written and recorded at the modest HQ, in Outremont. It’s the result of hard work that lasted about 6 months. During these 6 months, the band members discovered, experienced and learned a lot, musical-wise and life-wise. FORUM features intimate reflections and several life lessons. It follows the philosophical path of lead singer, William Gag through this year in which his life really started. The rawness of the mix adds an unique garage touch that can be described as fun. Many people ask us why we called this EP, Forum, what’s so special about that word anyway? Well, what’s a forum. A forum is a place, a site where you exchange, debate, learn and discover. It represents extremely well the main essence of the album, the targeted feel. Some find it underdone, cold, emotionless, too-stacked up, too short, dark. Call it whatever you want! It’s the portrait of the band’s status. It’s the first chapter of an epic book that’s far from the end, that’s just starting and that has a lot more to offer.

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released September 18, 2011

William Gag – Lead Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Billie Focker – Drums, Vocals, Effects
Olivier Quintal – Bass
Ana Karina – Vocals

Produced by William Gagnon and Arnaud Poulin
Engineered by William Gagnon
Mixed by William Gagnon
Mastered by William Gagnon and Arnaud Poulin

Recorded at The HQ (Montreal, Canada) between September 2010 to June 2011

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Track Name: Hysterrific
Fear disseminating
The Fuhrer exterminating
The bastards bombing
The talibaniphobians are bashing !

Who's next ?
Who's good ?
Where's it safe ?
When is it done !?

Bin Laden dead terminated
The CIA calling bullshit
M. W. stealing gazoline
JFK bacon dancing

Who's next ?
Who's good ?
Where's it safe ?
When is it done !?

Monroe, Presley, Franco, Jackson, Lennon, Harrison, Hendrix, Vaugh, Boogard and Ferrari all on the same island

Save my brain, release my pain
Save my soul, I don't wanna crawl
Stand up lord, get off your throne
Get to work

Save my brain, release my pain
Save my brain, release my pain
Why don't you, get off this cloud
Watch out for the plane

Save my soul, there's a fucking tornado
Save my soul, are you ready for this ?
Let's go!

Let me be
Track Name: We Are an Empire
We are an empire, my dear
We travel through the ages to fight our fears
Over the never ending sunset
The world is ours, your vision is clear

Beyond temptations all over our lives
Until admonition and ascension to the sky
Our forces united for a better future
A deep sensation of a glorious stature

Time could let us know...
A travel could be achieved...
Facing oceans and seas
Earth of our own dreams

We are an empire, my dear
We travel through lands to crush anyone near
Right over the everlasting thunder
I made my mind, I'll spend it through your eyes

Beyond hollow timelines with some kind of clock
Time could stop as long as we're in control
Please don't let someone invade the one
The empire we have lived in, that we are a part of

Oh dear
Track Name: Universe
Thinking of beyond imagination
Opening the doors to new sensations
It could be a huge step for our era
It could be a chance for news ideas

Powerless over old mentalities
Fearless over upcoming possibilities
We gotta stand up straight
Salute our brave eternal universe

Going through the clouds into the stratosphere
Crossing the moon's luminosity
Is there a place
Where water's liquid in there ?

Staring at the sun over Saturn's ring
Observing the conquest of our galaxy
Where are we
In the middle of the deep unknown ?

(Nasa broadcasting samples)

Our big bright star shining in his height
The long ascension starting to appear
My eyes are blind to flatness
Here I go up and my mind upper

Trespassing the stars in pure fury
Getting hit by a flying mystery
Where's the limit
To this enormous nothing ?

Observing nuances to life and death
Feeling no wind on your open pores
Why are we
A tiny water ball in infinity ?
Track Name: Shitty Mud Pie
Mud Pie, shit pie
Under some whipped cream
In the south of the states
Somewhere near Missouri

Why aren't you eating
The shitty mud pie on your knees
That I just served you
Coated with ice cream

Don,t dip in your cornbread
Neither the corn muffin
Don,t mix these weird ass
Brunswick stews

Mud Pie, shit pie
Under some whipped cream
In the south of the states
Somewhere near Missouri

Dip it with rib sauce
Oh my god you f***ng troll
Honey garlic wing sauce
In your dream fat ass

Mud Pie, shit pie
Under some whipped cream
In the south of the states
Somewhere near Missouri
Track Name: Sparkling Slums
(Gandhi speech)

I pick out my wallet out of my pocket
Burn the money that has been aging
I turn the lights on in this sparkling slum
I want to get earlier than the burning sun

The big ass consumers of large good ole
Piece of future where slumdogs can crawl
They don't care about the endless heritage
The invisible one you've destroyed again

No one knows when it's gonna end
Do you know if my cheeks are shaking
Turn the water into fire, it is possible
In a ghetto away from the scrums

I pick out my wallet out of my pocket
Burn the money that has been aging
I turn the lights on in this sparkling slum
I want to get earlier than the burning sun
Track Name: Black Suburbs
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
'Cause he cannot stand the groove

He wished he had never chosen this job
He thinks he shouldn't have married his wife
He didn't want to live in an empty suburb
He regrets his old Ford Mustang

He's bored of the emptiness of story to tell
Of these exciting moments you would tell me again
These moments where your heart gets tattooed hard
The ones in which your heart can sparkle again

The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
'Cause he cannot stand the groove

He thinks he should search for a new house downtown
Or even in a deep, rural trench town
He wants the ambition to shine again
To make a shining heart releasing his pain

Of having made strange compromises
Like voting Conservative for lower taxes
Even if he's a good ole liberal butthead
With the poor west farmers, he doesn't like sharing

The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
'Cause the working class hero you are is afraid

'Cause he feels like he's rushing and making compromises
To have lived a decent one before the end of the timeline
He still wants to become a better person
He enjoys life just like anyone

He just feels like he made strange step
Like the dance still going on became a "steppette"
Like chaos has stole his capacity to slow down
Take a breathe of fresh air before it turns brown

If he's afraid there might be a reason
The fact he hates the groove is another business
Maybe he cant stand it because he's unable
To jump right on time and keep dancing on
Shaking his butt and enjoy life
He feels like money stole his job
He won't be in economy to reach heaven
He just want to stand up and stop crawling

The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
'Cause the working class hero you are is afraid

The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
'Cause the working class hero you are is afraid

The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
The working class hero you are is afraid
He cannot get right on time