Lo​-​Fi (LP 2)

by Peca

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1.
Getting yourself together like a deck of cards Getting yourself together like a deck of cards Sing a song Get in tune Feel the beat See you soon Getting yourself together like a deck of cards Getting yourself together like a deck of cards Will I write Anymore? Will I be able To cut the score? Getting yourself together like a deck of cards Getting yourself together like a deck of cards
2.
Highway 03:25
Highway or my way I said to the stars and the satellites There's only my way, sad but true I took the highway Fuck the cold rain I've been born again on this autumn day I'll grow up someday Now I got countless miles on queue Look, I don't know what to do And maybe death is counting too I'm very small but i can fit with you It's rather highway than my way And a showdown starts here any day But if it's my way, there's chances you'll go blue Then I’ll say "Highway on Blu-ray" (-- have you seen that?) Watch me and my getaway!" Don't tell me your highway's rusted you But I don't know what to do I think death is laughing too My rusted soul would never fit with you (I don't think that's quite true!) Cause you race and you race and you race Then erase and erase and erase You get lost you get lost you get lost So, embrace the embrace of embrace I engage the engage in a cage Filled with rage on a page Oh, the rage... You retake but mistake the intake Why not break all the boundaries of fate You retail all the veils of your shame As you jump on the motors of... Hell!? I rewind and rewind all the tapes Let's forget all the stupid mistakes Now I’ll say Highway or my way This showdown starts here right away Get on my highway That's the fun thing to do (I don't know you!) But don't show me the Highway, 'cause that's the wrong way And you'll watch me and my getaway Don't take the byway Unless it's me and you On my highway/(On your highway)
3.
Scratching the surface, scratching the surface now I have to write a good song but i don't know how While everything about me Keeps on letting me down Sculpting words with a pick Chiseling dead soul on a wing All my life in a week Just one click No destination, i run no common ground No music around me, there's only noise of guilty sound Take the cash Money's good Make a stand In Hollywood Spend your life in the sun Having fun 'Cause all those basement years Have gotta end their run And all those broken feelings Turn into a plan Keep your records fun So they don't burn Build a house Getaway Get a life Children's play Caught no more In the act Silent signs Not a fact (True fact) Buy a holiday in the sun Soul needs fun Writing a damn good song Will get it done But I’m still Scratching the surface, scratching the surface now I have to write a good song but I don't know how While everything about me Keeps on letting me down Seems the only chance I got Is to be number one
4.
My past and my future looking at each other Me as the victim, brown and green eye portrait Feeling the beauty, memory of heartbreak Stillness as wonder, strike of fate She's moving on, I’m letting be This time's possibilities are a mystery to me Wondering last night how much will she miss it Calling a taxi out in the cold Revisiting the day I walked all over town with her Haunting me as a ghost, she left a hole in my soul Here we are now, here we are Look at us now, here we are The girl in my future, she speaks like a question Filling the blank spots on a paper night She answered my prayers, showed up with erasers Skillful mutilation, with the games begun What should I do now, my past and my future Standing together My past and my future standing together, More beautiful than ever My past and my future looking at each other Out in the street, what a show last night
5.
Look at them now in a box They hurt but they feel quite rose They change form and shape failing dose A symbiosis in an equinox She's closed a door quite abruptly He's on the verge of finding God They will discover each other Contortion of a broken mind What are dreams made of? She seems to be somehow wrong The question persists in fault When will this be trailing off? It's time for him to go blank Avoiding a terrible trap They will discover a home Contortion of a broken bone The little demon in a quiet low The little demon playing without goal The little serpent demon's fall It's time to erase their souls Contortion is going on Contortion still going on Contortion is going on Contortion still going on Look at them now in a box They hurt but they feel quite rose They change form and shape failing dose A symbiosis in an equinox
6.
That girl who saw herself as a witch Took one more pill and then tried to ditch Her age was the problem, she wasn't there quite yet She asked the guy she had charmed to forget Then she produced some weird sin weapon Blew the guy's skull open in seven seconds When she said "You got too much imagination! You got too much imagination! And every time illusions let you down And every time illusions let you down" The man came back from his dream In a small room in the city he shared with his grin That's where the factory operated And all the illusions were being forged But at one point with horror and regret He realized he'd lost the other side to himself He said "Is it too much imagination? Is it too much imagination?!" Every time illusions leave you behind Every time illusions leave you." Changes in specter of color take long Seven deadly sins are coming along Don't paint your future, it's completely wrong She went out that night and got lost in the cold And that's Not His Imagination And that's Not His Imagination No cutting of slack For his imagination Every time illusions let you down And every time illusions leave you
7.
Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm She takes his eyes out and throws them on the floor She sticks a pin deep down inside his now abandoned soul He laughs like piglets taken to the cutting row He breaks the pact she had added years ago Now here they go Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm They change the balance of a dying world They slurp their hearts down and throw them to the dog And as she's leaving, leaving from his wall He starts to breathe in as the record spins alone Now here it goes Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm (But he doesn't want to die alone) Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm (No, he doesn't want to die alone) Mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm mhm (Yes, he doesn't want to die alone, now here he goes...)
8.
Dream B 02:17
I've been wandering lost in Dream B I've been hearing all the moon dogs And my stationery life all summed up Gonna leave me home And my beat is gonna make me And my chair is gonna race him And I’m gonna get to save him He's just got a mountain soul But my dream is gonna fail me And my heart is gonna shake me And my traitor's gonna tape me And my chair is full of glow And my tries they don't have arms And my plans they don't have palms And my life is just obnoxious Just a hurried broken bone I'm slowly running out of time This dream is gonna pass me by No song will ever come alive Just medicine for an aborted Slowed down rhyme But the harlequin is drinking And the little girl is sinking All the hopes I have been winking Are in bathtub overflow And my melody is wrinkling Circling circus like a true fling And my heart is gonna fail me But I’ll never choke alone And no prisoners will take me I won't let them masquerade me All the images recycled They won't fly in stereo
9.
Dakota 04:31
This is Dakota On a record's B side Under the dim light tonight It keeps riffin' my mind Remember Dakota Somewhere on a map? We used to wanna go there But then you said you felt trapped Now can you say you're satisfied? I can see that you're here But you've been losing your drive Why do people change in time? You've got all that you need But Dakota has died That old Dakota I used to think I know We never really made it there You said you needed to grow Maybe I’m over quota And my memory's low I managed to pack and leave But I couldn't find my soul Well, can you say you feel complete? Are you really that sure You're not missin' a bit? Why do people change inside? You've got it all worked out But Dakota has died I've been missing Dakota I've been missing Dakota (A dance in Dakota A dance in Dakota) Cold night in Dakota The landscape is torn Can't even play that record The vinyl's scratched and burnt What's left of Dakota The spiders only know A label on my suitcase Still says you wanted to go But you'll just go back to your life Everything will be cool With no Dakota in sight And I don't think I’ll really mind You will leave as you came Our Dakota has died Dakota
10.
So, tell me about it, junior Tell me how bad, just how bad Was the fall? Tell me about it, Junior You got used to it, Junior Being low You got lost in the woods, Junior Lost in the woods, Junior You got caught Caught up in a bind, junior Lost it inside, Junior Not my fault Cryptic writing on the wall Silent knocking at your door Who'll come in? Who'll come in? To the rescue Blaming you You got lost in the woods, Junior Lost in the goods, Junior Bless your soul You got lost in the run, Junior Lost in the plan, Junior Stiches torn Cryptic writing on the floor Is it really a lesson learned? When you get this You will know it all You got lonely summer eyes All that darkness in disguise Faking, waking, breaking, shaking Mind flaw stretching, levitating You got lies like the woods In your soul like the woods I don't know, I don"t know Just what you'll do But you can't sue You got used to the pain, Junior But that pain has no gain, Junior You got used You got lost in the woods, Junior Lost in the woods, Junior So confused Cryptic writing on that whore Who will notice broken love? You got neck pain, you got spine wreck You got back ache, you are heart's slave You got changes, you got serpent bite You got feelings, take my misguide No one's spared No one's spared Face the music You're a star Burning paper Took you far Silent silence At your door Is it me you're Looking for? And I Can light Another state of mind Don't you think that I can light So bright The perfect state of mind
11.
All the songs I wrote for you All the words I thought for you All the nights I lost for you All the years I’ve lived for you Won't mean a thing Won't mean a thing Unless you press that button All the changes I’ve been through All this darkness that's made me blue All the fears running me over All the ghosts and memories haunting me Won't mean a thing Won't mean a thing Unless you care to press that button All the stories in my head All the things meant but never said All the places I wanted to take you All the dreams that never came true Won't mean a thing Won't mean a thing Unless you take a chance Don't be afraid to finally do it Don't be afraid 'cause it don't mean a thing Don't be afraid, there's nothing worth saving here You're the one The only one who should do this All the quiet happy stares All my silence when you were there All the happiness you brought All the love that's been feeding my world Won't mean a thing Won't mean a thing Unless you press that button Unless you press that button Let's get this over with Let's get this over with Right now
12.
Is this it now, or has it only begun? An empty floor with the ghosts of a plan I've heard that maybe she could've been the one These days, however, I’m only tryin' to have some fun Yes, I’m lost and found And I have only one day to run Yes, it's dead and gone But the bullet hasn't stopped the gun Dissect a feeling, colored but obscure Laugh like a baby, spidery corner of the room Inhale some dust, allergic return Proof that the life vest is already torn And I’m lost and found But the spirit of this moment is both dumb and proud Yes, it's dead and gone And they have just shipped me out of this world I have water on me, supplies of powdered soul I have pictures to remind me of my dead-end goal I have music to put in a jar Tore out some paper to write this letter down Kind of funny, nothing to portray And when I’m back I’ll donate my disarray Forget about it, the windshield has flown And with these last words I’m out of this world Outta this world Outta this world Outta this world…
13.
Highway or my way I said to the stars and the satellites There's only my way, sad but true I took the highway Fuck the cold rain I've been born again on this autumn day I'll grow up someday Now I got countless miles on queue Look, I don't know what to do And maybe death is counting too I'm very small but i can fit with you It's rather highway than my way And a showdown starts here any day But if it's my way, there's chances you'll go blue Then I’ll say "Highway on Blu-ray" (-- have you seen that?) Watch me and my getaway!" Don't tell me your highway's rusted you But I don't know what to do I think death is laughing too My rusted soul would never fit with you (I don't think that's quite true!) Cause you race and you race and you race Then erase and erase and erase You get lost you get lost you get lost So, embrace the embrace of embrace I engage the engage in a cage Filled with rage on a page Oh, the rage... You retake but mistake the intake Why not break all the boundaries of fate You retail all the veils of your shame As you jump on the motors of... Hell!? I rewind and rewind all the tapes Let's forget all the stupid mistakes Now I’ll say Highway or my way This showdown starts here right away Get on my highway That's the fun thing to do (I don't know you!) But don't show me the Highway, 'cause that's the wrong way And you'll watch me and my getaway Don't take the byway Unless it's me and you On my highway/(On your highway)

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"Lo-Fi" is a concept album based on Peca Stefan's musical play "Lo-Fi: Cassettes One and Two".

The selected tracks were all home recorded as demos for the piece in 2010 and 2011.

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released April 22, 2012

Vocals. guitars, bass, synths, programming and arrangements (c) Peca, 2009-2011
Recorded and mixed by Peca, (c) 2010-2011
Written by Peca Stefan, (c) 2007-2011
Produced by peca.ro (2011)

Remastered for vinyl 2020.

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Peca is one of the most important voices of Romanian playwriting. Besides writing for the stage Peca has been writing and home recording lo-fi songs, with a DYI attitude, experimenting with different genres and sounds in an unique way. His recent albums include "Lo-Fi" (2011), "Murray Hill" (2013), "Basic Instructions for Love" (2013), "Basic Instructions for Death" (2014) and "Pieces” (2021) ... more

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