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Early Workings of an Idea

by Wrong Life

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1.
Welcome to Hell A success story with a URL I can’t hear myself think with the sound of you patting yourself on the back It’s not an attempt to normalise a lack of lust for being alive I’m sure that shaping the world around you makes it easier to control You don’t have to tell me all your problems I’ve already read your press release You don’t feel half as real as you used to Please don’t try to sell me all your problems I’d rather cut you off at the knees I don’t feel half as connected as I used to There’s a difference between talking about it and talking about it The difference between talking and talking.
2.
New Sun 03:50
I saw the fifth sun being slaughtered this morning We both smiled as the earth shook and the light disappeared There was no sense of panic, we just waited till someone Kindly cut themselves open, then we dipped our bones in the blood It’s nice to see you happy for a change It’s nice to see you happy There didn’t seem to be a hook to let you off back then Only one that went in my bottom lip and out through the top But now I’m starting to feel the relief of sharing the blame And I can imagine a life where love and joy aren’t strangled to death by shame I can hear the sweetest songs where no two melodies are the same Now I see the new sun when I close my eyes Now I feel the new sun when I close my eyes It lights up over time It expands over time I saw the fifth sun being slaughtered this morning.
3.
Cracks 03:03
Abstract terms are what I’ve been speaking in I guess some things are harder to talk about than I thought they’d be Yet I never seem to get past the point of a quivering lip and a lump in my throat these days It’s not a case of being dead inside Just partially desensitised You said you’re always either drunk and in love or sober and awkward and feeling let down by yourself And that living this way just takes up so much time I know I always sound so insincere and make a joke out of everything But I meant it when I said No more making arrangements with cracks in the pavement No need to go back there You don’t need to go back there And if you end up half-dead in a hospital bed You can still make plans from there I’ll drop by empty handed apart from the details of dreams from a dental chair Then I’ll go back to a life of absenteeism and claims of being snowed under I’ll thaw out by the time you’re better I won’t care about the cracks in my skin You won’t care about the cracks in yours And you won’t see those cracks in the pavement No more cracks in the pavement I won’t trade sleep for thoughts of something more And you won’t see those cracks in the pavement No more cracks in the pavement We won’t give up when the world’s being unkind And you won’t see those cracks in the pavement No more cracks in the pavement.
4.
5.
Chest Pains 03:01
I see friends turn into monsters in the blink of an eye And I’ve never known why Heart and blood to the ground Heart and blood to the ground Pulled towards a darkness I can touch Before I get stuck Open my world back up Make peace with the light I’ve got your calling cards in boxes Years that wouldn’t pass, blue carpet and broken glass So I’ll bury you alive just like I did last night You never speak a word And nor do I Only silence and locked eyes Maybe the bloodline’s not so strong after all Because I’ve been drinking this down And since I haven’t gagged once You show no signs of letting up And so now I give a green light to the black hole And let Hell follow.
6.
19/11/19 02:55
The same sense of dread against a different background The same off-key dreams oscillate the same sound Oh, what a time to be sober! Oh, what a time to be bitter! Simply in regards to the way the world works But there’s no time to feel lonely There’s no time for what ifs and if onlys Only time to kill till this all blows over So I’ll wait here on my own On the bench at the end of Whitehouse Loan Scrolling through notes on my phone Sentimental for a life lived inside my mind When I look up you appear on the other side of the road Smiling and poking holes in the lines I couldn’t bring myself to sing They were just too hard to sing I wish you didn’t have to go but the light bleeding out from the side of your skull highlights the hope in everything Hope is everything And I hope one day you’ll see that those words have become obsolete And the blood on my feet dried up long before I called asking for more That last life was vicious, but not enough to make me religious Or enough to forget that you’re out there somewhere When I’m suspended in dead air You’re the sound I need and you come from nowhere Constantly in awe of the way your mind works.
7.
Digging 03:04
Stuck around for another year To watch more backbones disappear Went to the basement and slept it off Woke up in Spring with a brand new cough Called from an unknown number and said No point waiting till the sky turns red Not when you know where you have to be “Heaven’s not an option for people like you and me.” Now I’m digging holes again On the road with no end Losing patience with old friends On the road with no end Not sure exactly where I buried that memory That field, that rock, the sky, you and me Early attempts at optimism And vivid recollections of time spent with my mum At an AA meeting at the age of eight years old Not understanding what I was being told By shells of strangers doing their very best to start again Echoes translated by fear have had their day around here I’m digging holes again On the road with no end Counting every second I spend On the road with no end All this unresolved hurt lies dormant in the dirt This year will be its to take if it’s not shaken awake So I’m digging holes again On the road with no end.
8.
I stayed in bed till the door went Then I got up and pretended That I’d been busy for hours Just a little spaced out Stood under the cold shower Remembered about the tiger Welcomed back each body part one by one But when I sleep I can’t stand straight A bad case of dreamer’s gait So for now I’m best staying awake But I’ll keep my head firmly in the clouds That’s where I see you most I was never the best at singing or talking Still, there’s no harm in trying Even if it doesn’t get me that far Now that I have no bad distractions I focus on the subtractions In addition to what divides me from you Sometimes I think of that other world that brightens up at short notice Where I’m still eighteen and you’re just the early workings of an idea I’m only somewhat cracked, you’re not quite cohesive Then I’m awake again in a concrete dream The slate’s never quite clean Oh God, I miss drugs at times like these But they won’t help me stand up straight Whether I’m asleep or awake Someday I’ll have to learn to stand up straight Untapped parts of my spine form the shape Of a key to unlock this dreamer’s gait.
9.
10.
I’ve got your absence in my pocket You’ve got your eyes inside my head When you look at me through them you see a child If I keep one closed I see the truth instead This can’t last forever Each passing day I feel it fade But your bloodshot ballad’s getting louder all the time You’re upstairs being reborn, sweating through the floorboards I’m sitting downstairs catching it all in my left hand Won’t celebrate your new birthday or give in to my old ways As you script the same show over and over again Positions, everyone Spotlight’s on you, seven trap doors for the rest to fall through Your waves of disturbance are keeping us both lost at sea Your next appointment’s always an emergency Your see-through scissors are never really cutting ties Your long-lost brother’s looking dead behind the eyes He comes to visit me at night He’s less responsive every time.

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The first two Wrong Life EPs on one handy LP plus two new songs to round off either side, all remastered by Mass Giorgini at Sonic Iguana Studios.

Released on limited edition coloured vinyl by Last Exit Music (EU), strictly limited to 200 copies.

Released digitally on all that other weird shit that I don't like as much as Bandcamp via Limited Fun Records.

Songs 1-4 originally appeared on the ‘New Sun’ EP, released June 26th 2020 via HFL Records. Limited to 50 copies on cassette. Mixed and originally mastered by Fredd Lazer at Raven Recording Studios.

Songs 6-9 originally appeared on the ‘Dreamer’s Gait’ EP, released April 16th 2021 via HFL Records.
Limited to 100 copies on cassette. Mixed and originally mastered by Jamie Ward.

Songs 5 & 10 are previously unreleased. Recorded in November/December 2021. Mixed by Jamie Ward. Mastered by Mass Giorgini.

Fraser – vocals, guitars & bass on songs 1-10.
Fun E. Carlos – drums on songs 1-4.
Pete Wright – drums on songs 5-10.

Songs 1-3, 5-8 & 10 written by Wrong Life.
Song 4 written and originally performed by Lovers Turn To Monsters.
Song 9 written and originally performed by Freddy Fudd Pucker.

Artwork by Nige at Designidge.

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released October 14, 2022

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Wrong Life Edinburgh, UK

I'm Fraser. I play music under the name Wrong Life. I tried fooling people into thinking it was a proper full band with a somewhat steady line-up but it didn't work, so here we are.

"... somewhere in between heartfelt, life-affirming contemporary pop-punk and smart indie-rock of the ‘90s and early ‘00s." - Keep Track of the Time

"Emo-ish punky bullshit." - me

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