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1.
The grey is clear, but too cold to continue... No  Not there Here Unclear as time More space than shown New bouts of fear Here nothing is known Years of carry on Thoughts gone to too old to see it through Greenest greens smothered by deeper blues The sea speaks Better halves remain in you Tilted your cloud Now tilt my hand and change my view again Held still as everything spins Heart and mind redefined It has a taste Chased down what I’ve denied Human as angels bloomed from the sky Fallen from truth Now continue Forgot what I think I thought I’d known you knew  Come on back before sorrow burns right through God don’t even know what I’d be w/o you Oh, to be the dream To be cut into To be cut anew To be continued To be
2.
Goodtime 02:50
Sun comes up What of it but another dying season All for what We see ourselves how the whole world sees us All the same Give up my soul Take my whole life but leave me my name Some left to breathe without one or the other Sun goes down Not worth the dust and the dirt on your ground Lost, unbound Without a clue Not a trace Without sound “Here comes the sun” Bout time we find another reason Only won when you’ve lost everything you believed in Fair full blame My life and lot, my sisters and my brothers Can you tame your life left in the hands of another? Sun down Not worth the dust and the dirt on your ground Lost unbound without a clue or a trace Not a sound Why am I me and why not you? A fight to choose What’s a life to lead but one bloodied and bruised, left to lose? Time remains “I’ll take that as a sign” Aligned all faults in hopes I learn from mine Cannot lie down on your last line Wise to find truth in your good time... Why am I me, and why not you? “I wish I had something to prove, somethin that’s true” Why am I here and why not there? Unaware What life’s left but a cross to bear A chance to stop and stare as... Time remains as a sign Aligned all faults in hopes I learn from mine  Cannot lie down on your last line Wise to find truth in your good time
3.
Vacation 02:24
Vacation Over too soon Vacation Over too soon All wrong and gone away But I just want to stay No reprise Solo remains Can I get another day? Vacation Our brutal moon Vacation  Please leave us soon Peace lies inside the grey Not far along Just gone away No reprise Solo remains Can I get another day? Im so gone away  I’ve lost time How can I retain all the wrongs I’ve done today? He said, “Oh lord, I’ve tried,  my varied thoughts came out the same. Buried are the ones I’ve failed to entertain” Compromise If peace lies inside the grey Have I got time or am I just gone away? So gone away I’m wrong You’re gone
4.
America 01:19
Innocence isn't my America  Fabricated and struck from skies above  Now we find ourselves stuck standing in this place  Here we are again, the dance of days  No!  A stance to change so  To will it within  Find friend in foe  To risk it all  The task of love  I'd risk it all for the chance of love and nothing returned  Read the news today, oh boy  I gotta say what an idea...  Nevertheless  This too shall pass  Ivory and ebony  Neither of but in between  America
5.
Unsatisfied Now justify Unsatisfied Left confused on truth and lies Are you satisfied? Letting go of pretense Gaining sense of time Caught somewhere between the crosshairs crawling in line Growth slows down Take you as a sign Now justify Took more and what for The framework set Built on lies Big score  Big plan Big man Sanctified You pursue your refuge You’re left confused on truth and lies All show  I’m so unsatisfied Investments vast in this ride Losing sense of time Caught somewhere between the cross hairs crawling in line Growth slows down Take you as a sign The need to reach out Make sense of mind You ripped the heart out from the people’s land  Without a soul, where do you stand? Well, here we stand so unsatisfied
6.
Now the child is gone Bombs on the beach Why keep pretending that it’s all out of reach? Stunted Confronted all my sanity Flooded Cold blooded Full of vanity You want my thoughts bought and sold I won’t buy Won’t die doing as I’m told True west Big contest A big fish Just a conquest Home of the brave Land of disbelief US of A Just an idea to me Heaven embedded The promised land I said it I meant it Take me by my hand True west Big contest A big fish Just a conquest Home of the brave Land of disbelief US of A  Just an idea to me Now the child is gone Bombs on the beach Done pretending that it’s all out of reach Unafraid for the day we die Found a way to clip my wings and fly A lie of the mind Unfurled Meantime More real than the real world A lie of the mind When nothings worth something, then how else will we know? Disgusted Untrusted  Cut me down so I can grow I won’t mind if you come with me and waste away our time When we find another wall, am I really up to climb? I am blind Gave what’s mine Got time Now I’m alive A lie of the mind Southbound on the run Jesus’ son All that’s lost, what a cost to have won Miles and miles of stacks Figures and facts Just another stat
7.
In the credence we’re craving Our seams come unglued The times that are changing, they aren’t waiting on you Your own waiting room Miles of stacks of figures and facts Miles and miles of stacks Figures and fact Are you keeping track? When will we succeed? Leave my ears ringing on Singing our epic of peace Mono No Aware A sigh of release Barely living God’s just a shout in the streets Topped off Push button flush Hitting repeat  Rain dogs in heat Bathed in defeat  Barbaric yawps just to sit at your feet Riding on the big ship far too long Defining the right from the wrong Numbers add up to nothing Not one Southbound on the run Jesus’ son All that’s lost, what a cost to have won Miles and miles of stacks Figures and facts Just another stat
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Total control to think how to choose  Not some infinite you refuse to lose  Another's life, you'd be surprised to find  Try and break a piece off my mind  Come and take it  No need to waste your time You couldn't make it, not even fake it Complete power for what we kneel and pray for when we don't mean what we say  Landlocked state Gone and lost in my head to bridge the gap of how we feel and what was said  Known for something that I can't even see  How long until I've learned how to be me? Green youth What about what's good, what's true? The sweetness inside you  Tomorrow I'll bide my time to find what it is that I never knew  Up on the sun  We could be the one  Now what'd you need from me man?  Do you need me to bleed?  The vermin and vultures feed
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Oh trouble, make your mind I have to leave you now Maybe I’ll meet you down the line Tossed and worn Beaten and torn Give and borrow I’m goin down At 16, remember how we chose to disavow And now at 45 Contempts what’s more allowed now Don’t worry  Just hurry  Life will run Life will go Just too fast for most to grow As day turns night and day again What happens next I just don’t need to know Everything flows Oh trouble, find your way Don’t try to blind the light Listen in to all she has to say It’s time I go away now Don’t follow I’m falling down Feet firmly planted on the pavement Just waiting for the day Left empty handed Lost in these changes  When what I wanted to say I won’t be far away Oh trouble, will you see? We’ve seen enough Too too much too much too much for me Guide by love Set you free Tomorrow World turns around 
10.
“Lend me please, my darling friends Your ears before this year is at end I promise you I'll be succinct So that we can kiss and count and drink Before this orbit is completed and We pledge our wrongs won't be repeated Let's in our hearts recite the names Of those we've lost and those we've gained And in the throws of closing portals Rejoice in knowing we are mortals Let's find the fears that we've collected Reject the brutes we've seen elected Protect those who need be protected Accept the truths that we've neglected For the past cannot be segregated And as a year's last hours are celebrated And fast flowers into dread and hope Let's claim the next, and not just cope And not treat life like it's a funeral And not place blame on four mere numerals Let's flee our ugly tendencies And run toward love like refugees Seeking asylum in tomorrow In the good and bad We'll give and borrow...”
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Say what you’re gonna say Play how you wanna play Do what you gonna do Don’t let it get in the way today  Now some might say I would if I could A life’s work ahead of me “With the evil and the good” Now mind or go on and waste your time There’ll be an end to me, but in your hearts my crazy horse runs free “I’m thinking this must be the place” It’s where I’ll be Now some might say I would if I could  A life’s work ahead of me the evil and the good  Now find ways beyond the ties that bind Say what you mean  Do what you say Only getting smaller when you’re running away from it now Eye to eye Lose and attain Fan the flame firing right through you Out my way What’d I say? You’ve gone to follow We’re here to stay

about

On December 31, 2016, a poem was recited at a party in Australia to a small group of friends at the stroke of midnight. Penned a few hours earlier, it was both a lamentation and a critique, inspired by the disturbing and disorienting events of the preceding year, which, like all of history’s worst moments, had created a radical new context for all art to come.

While that poem was being recited, Fury, the hardcore band from Orange County, California, was playing in Berlin, some 10 time zones and 10,000 miles away. The band —singer Jeremy Stith, lead guitarist Madison Woodward, rhythm guitarist Alfredo Guiterrez, bassist Daniel Samayoa, and drummer Alex Samayoa — was probably disheveled, their T-shirts wrinkled, their hair slightly undone. I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t there. But having seen the band many times, I’d bet that Stith spoke with his elbows out between songs,expressing with unmatched earnestness his love for any number of people and things; that the band sounded tight in spite of their being in constant motion and of the stagedivers who were probably stepping on pedals and unplugging cables; and that after the set everyone there would have been willing to believe that the new year could be better than the last. Fury finished their tour about a week later, returning home suspecting they had more to say and would write another record. They also came home with a poem in mind that would guide their way, one recited a week before In Australia, at a small gathering of friends, at least one of whom had sent Stith the transcript. “The poem sparked something in me like white heat,” he said.

Forming in 2014, Fury established themselves quickly, releasing both a demo on Washington, D.C.’s Mosher Delight Records and the “Kingdom Come” EP on Boston’s Triple B Records in the same calendar year. They built on the melodic legacy of Orange County by way of heavy, rhythmic, start-stop guitars and Stith’s wordy and referential lyrics. Then, in 2016, came their debut LP on Triple B Records, “Paramount,” which was met with respect from the hardcore community and praise from outsider critics.

Now, two New Year’s Eves later, Fury releases “Failed Entertainment,” their sophomore LP and debut with Boston-based Run For Cover Records. As with their previous records, “Failed Entertainment” was recorded by Colin Knight and their own guitarist Madison Woodward at Paradise Records, in Anaheim. This time, though, the band also sought new surroundings and outside expertise, collaborating with engineer Andrew Oswald at Secret Bathroom Studios, as well as mixing engineer Jack Endino (Nirvana, Soundgarden, Seaweed). The new batch of songs shows growth in all directions: the slow parts more brooding, the melodies catchier, the lyrics out even further on the limb. From the hammer-ons at the beginning of “Angels Over Berlin” to the tambourine on “Crazy Horses Run Free,” Fury complements their past without complicating their understanding of their present, keeping their feet firmly planted in hardcore while bringing in complementary influences, from literature to film to myriad bands and visual artists. The songs are littered with nods to lines that Stith said “sparked or reaffirmed whatever it was I was going through/thinking about.”

“Failed Entertainment” documents the work, both personal and creative, undertaken since the release of “Paramount,” a period of time marked by as many difficulties as successes. Stith said, “I’ve asked myself ‘Why have I done this?’ and ‘Why do I continue to do this?’ more times in the last two years than the rest of my life combined.” Those eternal, existential questions form the thematic foundation of the new songs, which look past the superficial concerns about status and popularity that preoccupy so many musicians, focusing instead on life’s inevitable, inescapable problems and the ways in which they can be compounded by the banal realities of art-making — the isolation of being on tour, the pressure of being expected to somehow transform that universal angst into nice, catchy songs that provide simple lessons. “I wanted a record about failure and acceptance of unknowingness, how necessary they are for growth. I wanted to reflect duality and greyness, the spectrums of life. Never black or white, always more to the story, never too much context.”

At first, the record feels bleak as Stith sings the daunting opening lines: “The grey is clear, but too cold to continue / No / Not there / Here.” But the fatalism proposed by those words never actualizes. Instead, there is a yearning for connection and understanding alongside a belief that, even under tremendously dour circumstance, hope for redemption can still be exist. As Stith sings on “Birds of Paradise: “Done pretending that it’s all out of reach / Unafraid for the day we die / Found a way to clip my wings and fly.”

What finally emerges is nothing less than Fury’s take on the human experience, an attempt to describe every person’s life and how it interacts with others through unmatched highs, desperate lows, and mundane middles. And it all comes to a head on the penultimate track, “New Years Eve (Melbourne),” a group recitation of the very poem recited in earnest among friends that night in Australia. Though the idea that the human experience is something that can be understood and labeled is either right on the nose or too grandiose. But to Stith, the goal was to fit every last drop of humanity in between the grooves of the record, and that’s where the success and failure of this entertainment lies. “I’ll never be able to communicate every single thought and feeling,” says Stith “, a Failed Entertainment.”

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