Hissalonia: Volume Two

by Hussalonia

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released March 26, 2015

Another collection of lo-fi recordings, most of which were made in the living room (2011-2014) using the built-in microphone of a desktop iMac. Each of these songs were impulsively written and recorded in sessions lasting no longer than an hour, simply to stay productive, not unlike the way an artist uses a sketchbook.

All songs written and performed by the Hussalonia founder © 2015 BMI

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Track Name: Live in the Living Room
To all those who cannot act quickly,
just pretend not to care.
Enjoy success in secret.
We're all safer here.
You don't have to be engulfed in flames to enjoy its heat.
I'm live in the spare room.
I'm live in the living room.
Whoever said I'd never amount to anything?
Look at me now, amounting to something,
all alone before my very eyes.
Track Name: Tongue Asleep, Grinding Teeth
I'm only relevant to myself.
All these years I've been someone else.
I'm just trying to speak your language.
A drifiting boat seeking anchorage.
My tongue asleep, I grind my teeth.
My tongue asleep, I grind my teeth.
Have you allowed me way too much?
Wayward walk become the beaten path.
Do not feed the animal:
he's overfed inside his cage.
My tongue asleep, I grind my teeth.
My tongue asleep, I grind my teeth.
It seemed like the adult thing to do,
and now I can't seem to say a thing.
I'm so bored with my life that I just want to kill time.
Track Name: I'm Not Working
I'm not working to meet a deadline.
I'm not working 'cause it's my job.
I'm not working for your approval.
I'm not working to win more friends.
I'm not working because I like it.
I'm not working because I can.
So tell me why am I working?
Tell me why I'm not working?
Tell me why am I working?
Tell me why I'm not working?
Track Name: A Different Way to Work
A letter to erase, another anyplace,
a fortune to befall.
Something else to see, another type of me,
another room just down the hall.
I'm just looking for a different way to work.
I look and therewithal, I see I might not work at all.
They've asked you before and they'll ask you again:
Have you now or have you ever been?
But who is keeping score and do I care who wins?
All turned around, what if I'm never found?
What if no one gets my call?
I could turn right here. I could disappear. I could not return at all.
I'm just looking for a different way to work.
I look and therewithal, I see this might not work at all.
Track Name: 404 Not Found
404 not found.
Still, I look around.
Now it's time to conform.
Shut up, shut down, restart or reform.
A diet grape.
I found out, but I found out too late.
I wasn't caught, but safe in your web.
Told the truth just to lie in your bed.
Now. as a productive member of society,
I must, I must, I must, I must produce.
Track Name: Not the Way We Would Have Written It
I feed you, feed me.
Now we both agree that one and one makes three.
Sifting gold from a muddy bank.
Pouring sugar in the tank.
That's not the way we would have written it,
but that's the way it is.
Track Name: Captcha
Anything could happen, almost nothing will.
Admiring the view like a cat on a window sill.
Please stay on the line to return to the main menu.
You always think it's Thursday.
I always think it's you.
I challenge your response, but, you know, if not, that's okay, too.
Please enter the text you see to prove that you are real,
'cause you're presumed to be human.
Track Name: Accidental Death and Dismemberment
Accidental death and dismemberment.
Owe it to my temperament.
Now that you are older, do you see what I mean?
They said I was a period piece, a wolf in cotton fleece.
ETA, ETD, which applies to me?
How often do I travel with everything I value?
You chatter when you're nervous.
I quiver like an empty chair.
Use me as directed.
What do you there?
Track Name: Wild Horse Sanctuary
I surprise myself when I do the sensible thing.
'Cause when I leaned into that kiss, I was just bringing my face into your jaws.
Here's a different definition for freedom,
a wild horse sanctuary.
I slipped under the barbed wire to roam.
We attributed qualities to each other that didn't exist but we were flattered nonetheless to have.
Sometimes I got the feeling that I was an extra credit problem you took home to solve.
But now that red, dry air is the sweetest that I breathe.
I'm finally safe 'cause you won't let me leave,
I think I finally found my home.
I'm finally home.
Track Name: I Feel Like a 1965 Beatle
Do you want to know exactly how I feel?
I feel like a 1965 Beatle.
I'm slim and unstoppable and charismatic
and what you work so hard for, for me it come automatically.
I change my ways and everyone adjusts.
I'm kind of like Christ, but not as dangerous.
Do you want to know exactly how I feel?
I feel like a 1965 Beatle.
I'm trapped in something that I created
and I know in my heart that I'm overrated
'cause I can do no wrong though I'm always doing wrong.
I think in melody and I speak in song.
Do you want to know exactly how I feel?
I feel like a 1965 Beatle.
Track Name: This Is Gonna Hurt
You give or you give in
to the house that you will or will not live in.
You will stay or you will go, but just so you know,
this is gonna hurt.
Dedicated to a dream, a flickering image up on the screen.
Will your art imitate life or will you live one?
This is gonna hurt.
Track Name: I'm Turning Into Somebody Else
I'm turning into somebody else.
You may think you're running into me,
but you're really running through me.
And I'm turning into somebody else.