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Object Lessons

by Opus Orange

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1.
GET CAUGHT UP IN THE FRAY SOMETHING EVERY SINGLE DAY TO SHOUT ABOUT ON THE MEGAPHONE WE MIGHT BE HEARD IF WE WEREN’T ALONE I’LL BE THERE ON THE PRECIPICE OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN WHILE I REMINISCE TRY TO LEARN FROM WHAT CAME BEFORE BUT I’M AN OLD DOG, I’M A CLOSED DOOR I GOT IT ALL WRONG I KNEW IT ALL ALONG I KNOW THERE’S SOMEONE TO BLAME I POINT MY FINGER AT MY OWN FACE I TALK TO YOU SO CAREFULLY WON’T CHANGE YOUR MIND, ON THAT WE CAN AGREE YOU GO YOUR WAY AND I’LL GO MINE I MUST ADMIT IT’S A BAD DESIGN SO COVER YOUR EARS COVER YOUR EYES DON’T ASK HOW, DON’T ASK WHY BLESSED BE THE RICH. THEY INHERIT THE EARTH ONCE YOU’RE BORN. YOU BETTER PROVE WHAT WE’RE WORTH YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG YOU KNEW IT ALL ALONG YOU KNOW THERE’S SOMEONE TO BLAME YOU POINT YOUR FINGER AT YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACE WE GOT IT ALL WRONG WE KNEW IT ALL ALONG THERE’S GOT TO BE SOMEONE ELSE TO BLAME SO WE’RE POINTING FINGERS ALL OVER THE PLACE
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Either Way 02:35
EITHER WAY IS A BLANK SLATE PUT ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER BRACING FOR A LANDSLIDE, OH NO! ONE GOES UP, ONE GOES DOWN BOTH GO FORWARD, NEITHER GO AROUND EITHER WAY IS A BLANK SLATE WE’RE GOING SOMEWHERE, NO WE DON’T KNOW WHERE NOT THAT IT MATTERS, OH NO! IT’S A GAME OF CHANCE WHERE THE DEALER WINS SO DRAW A CARD OR GO ALL IN TAKE A BREATH, WHAT HAPPENS NEXT ISN’T WRITTEN DOWN, IT’S ANYBODY’S GUESS SO JUMP INTO THE DARK WITH BOTH EYES OPEN WIDE IS IT THE END? IS IT THE START? AN OCEAN, DESERT OR MOUNTAINSIDE? EITHER WAY IS A BLANK SLATE CHASING YOUR DREAMS THROUGH A BLACK HOLE DON’T EXPECT NOTHING, OH NO! IT’S A GAME OF CHANCE WHERE THE DEALER WINS SO DRAW A CARD OR GO ALL IN TAKE A BREATH, WHAT HAPPENS NEXT ISN’T WRITTEN DOWN, IT’S ANYBODY’S GUESS SO JUMP INTO THE DARK WITH BOTH EYES OPEN WIDE IS IT THE END? IS IT THE START? AN OCEAN, DESERT OR MOUNTAINSIDE? SO JUMP INTO THE DARK WITH BOTH EYES OPEN WIDE IS IT THE END? IS IT THE START? AN OCEAN, DESERT OR MOUNTAINSIDE?
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Other 02:56
I’M NOT HERE TO SEE AND BE SEEN I’M NOT YOUR SUBJECT, YOU’RE NOT MY KING THIS ISN’T A PARTY, YOU’RE NOT THE HOST I’M NOT A CANCER YOU JUST DIAGNOSED WE BREATHE THE SAME AIR, FLOAT AROUND THE SAME SUN BORN OF THE SAME DUST WE WILL BECOME SO TAKE MY HAND AND UNDERSTAND THIS: I NEED MUCH MORE THAN TO EXIST THIS ISN’T A RACE, IF I LOSE, YOU DON’T WIN THIS ISN’T A NOVEL, WHEN YOU REACH THE END YOU CAN’T TURN BACK TO BEGIN AGAIN I AM YOUR SON, I AM YOUR DAUGHTER I AM YOUR SISTER, I AM YOUR BROTHER I AM YOUR FATHER, I AM YOUR MOTHER I AM AN X, XY OR OTHER I’M NOT LAZY, YOU’RE NOT BLESSED I’M NOT A BURDEN TO GET OFF YOUR CHEST I’M NOT BLIND BUT YOU CAN’T SEE I’M NOT A SLAVE, NO YOU’RE NOT FREE THIS ISN’T A RACE, IF I LOSE, YOU DON’T WIN THIS ISN’T A NOVEL, WHEN YOU REACH THE END YOU CAN’T TURN BACK TO BEGIN AGAIN YOU’RE NOT THE JUDGE, I’M NOT TELLING LIES I’M NOT IN THE DARK, YOU’RE NOT IN THE LIGHT WE’RE IN THE SAME BOAT ON THE RISING TIDE I AM YOUR SON, I AM YOUR DAUGHTER I AM YOUR SISTER, I AM YOUR BROTHER I AM YOUR FATHER, I AM YOUR MOTHER I AM AN X,, XY OR OTHER I AM YOUR SON, I AM YOUR DAUGHTER I AM YOUR SISTER, I AM YOUR BROTHER I AM YOUR FRIEND, ENEMY AND LOVER I AM AN X, XY OR
4.
FINALLY AN ANSWER WALKS OUT HER FRONT DOOR NO I’M NOT A DANCER I CAN’T BALANCE ANYMORE SO I WAKE MYSELF UP SLOWLY STREET LIGHTS BURN MY EYES THE SIDEWALK SPINS ALTHOUGH SHE DOESN’T ASK WHY I MIGHT BE FORGIVEN BUT I KNOW IT’S STILL MY FAULT A WALTZ AND COLLISION WITH A BURNING SHOOTING STAR FINALLY A HANG UP SILENCE ON THE LINE NO I’M NOT A POET I ALWAYS FORCE A RHYME WAKE MYSELF UP SLOWLY BUT DON’T OPEN MY EYES MY HEAD SPINNING ALTHOUGH SHE DOESN’T ASK WHY I MIGHT BE FORGIVEN BUT I KNOW IT’S STILL MY FAULT A WALTZ AND COLLISION WITH A BURNING SHOOTING STAR SOME CALL HER A COMET SOME CALL HER A FALLING STAR DON’T BLINK OR PROMISE MIGHT MISS HER IN THE DARK I MIGHT BE FORGIVEN BUT I KNOW IT’S STILL MY FAULT A WALTZ AND COLLISION WITH A BURNING SHOOTING STAR FINALLY AN ANSWER WALKS OUT HER FRONT DOOR NO I’M NOT A DANCER I CAN’T BALANCE ANYMORE
5.
EVERYONE’S A PRO THEY NEED TO LET YOU KNOW THEY GOT IT FIGURED OUT TAKING ALL OUR PILLS FOREVER OR UNTIL WE’RE UP OR WE’RE DOWN TRYING ALL MY LUCK OVERTHINK TO DECONSTRUCT THE CHAOS ALL AROUND NOW WE’RE BREAKING MIRRORS WE’RE WALKING UNDER LADDERS WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE TRY TO WALK ON WATER DON’T KNOW WHY WE BOTHER WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT NEED A CHANGE OF SCENERY THE TELEPATHIC MEMORY OF A STAR’S BROKEN GLASS IT BURNS OUT ANYWAY IN THE SKY ABOVE L.A. WHERE WE’RE WISE ENOUGH TO CRASH NOW WE’RE BREAKING MIRRORS WE’RE WALKING UNDER LADDERS WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE TRY TO WALK ON WATER DON’T KNOW WHY WE BOTHER WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WHEN WE LOOK IN THE MIRROR WE DON’T SEE ANY CLEARER WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE SWALLOW SPIDERS TO CATCH FLIES INSIDE US WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT WE SURE AS HELL DON’T HAVE IT FIGURED OUT
6.
HERE’S THE BURNING QUESTION HANGING IN THE AIR I BREATHE IT’S AN OBJECT LESSON, OBVIOUS TO ALL BUT ME LIKE THE TIME YOU TOLD YOUR STORY AND I FILTERED ALL THE DARK STUFF OUT ‘CAUSE I WANTED YOU AT THAT MOMENT DIDN’T KNOW YOUR WHISPER WAS A SHOUT WHY DO I MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING? BUILD IT UP, TEAR IT DOWN MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING IN THE MORNING, WHEN I COME DOWN TRY TO DIG OUT OF THE RUIN THERE’S THAT BURNING QUESTION TAKE A DRINK AND THEN I ASK MYSELF WHY DO I MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING? BUILD IT UP, TEAR IT DOWN MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING WHY DO I MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING? BUILD IT UP, TEAR IT DOWN MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING PULLING STARS TO THE GROUND MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING I LEAVE WHEN YOU COME AROUND MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING NEVER WRITE, NEVER CALL MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING YOU BUILD A BRIDGE, I BUILD A WALL MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING OH WHY DO I MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING? OH WHY DO I MAKE NOTHING OUT OF SOMETHING? HERE’S THE BURNING QUESTION HANGING IN THE AIR I BREATHE
7.
Dizzy Spin 03:32
FINDING MYSELF SLIPPING INTO A SPIN I’M REACHING I’M GRASPING FOR SOMETHING, FOR ANYTHING NOTHING BUT DARKNESS BELOW ABOVE THE LIGHT’S FADING I LAND ON THE STREET WITH MY BARE FEET ON WET CONCRETE MAKE MYSELF FEEL SOMETHING, FEEL ANYTHING TELL ME AGAIN, WHERE DOES IT END? ANYWHERE CHANGING MY MIND HALF THE TIME ANYWAY I CAN’T TRACE THE LINES, THEY’RE ALL BLURRED BY THE WINE BEEN THROWING IT BACK, CHASING PANIC ATTACKS THERE I GO AGAIN YEAH I SHOULD KNOW BY NOW BUT I STUMBLE AROUND, CAN’T FIND THE GROUND ANYWHERE I SHOULD KNOW BUT I DON’T SEE WHERE I’M GOING I WON’T SAY WHAT I’M THINKING I CAN’T HEAR WHAT YOU’RE SAYING FINALLY FREE, “IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S ME” I SPIN IT AROUND LIKE A CARNIVAL CLOWN I PAINT MY FACE IN A PERMANENT FROWN ALL FOR NOTHING I’LL BE RIGHT HERE WITH A ROSE IN MY TEETH AND A BOTTLE OF WINE OH NO, WHERE’S THE TIME GONE? I BETTER LEAVE BEFORE WE EVEN BEGIN AGAIN FALLING BEHIND TRYING TO FIND YOU AGAIN AND IT’S THROWING ME INTO A DIZZY SPIN SO I CLOSE MY EYES, RECKLESSLY IMPROVISE EVERYTHING YEAH I SHOULD KNOW BY NOW BUT I STUMBLE AROUND, CAN’T FIND THE GROUND ANYWHERE I SHOULD KNOW BUT I DON’T SEE WHERE I’M GOING I WON’T SAY WHAT I’M THINKING I CAN’T HEAR WHAT YOU’RE SAYING I’M IN A DIZZY SPIN
8.
I LOVE YOU THE MOST WHEN THE RAIN FALLS DOWN, SHE SAID IT’S ALL COMING BACK TO ME TALKING WITH GHOSTS THAT ARE SLEEPING IN MY BED AND IN THE AIR WE BREATHE IN YOUR EYES I SEE THERE’S A WORLD THAT I DON’T KNOW AROUND THE UNIVERSE I FOLLOW EVERYWHERE YOU GO WALK THROUGH SPACE AND TIME TO GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF TO GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF I DON’T MIND WAITING I LOVE YOU THE MOST WHEN THE STARS BURN OUT, HE SAID TILL THEN TO INFINITY NOW I’M DONE CHASING GHOSTS THAT ARE LIVING IN MY HEAD THESE THINGS CHANGE GRADUALLY IN YOUR EYES I SEE THERE’S A WORLD THAT I DON’T KNOW AROUND THE UNIVERSE I FOLLOW EVERYWHERE YOU GO WALK THROUGH SPACE AND TIME TO GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF TO GET YOU ALL TO MYSELF I DON’T MIND WAITING

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released August 27, 2021

Paul Bessenbacher: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Synths
Katie Hampton: Vocals
James Neil: Drums
Alex Strahle: Electric Guitar
Carlen Walth: Bass
Tucker Martine: Mixing Engineer
Doug Van Sloun: Mastering Engineer
Tanner Teale: Artwork
Recorded at Emoto Music, Santa Monica, CA

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Opus Orange Santa Monica, California

Opus Orange is a vibrant independent pop collective that deftly traverses sonic and geographical landscapes. Led by composer Paul Bessenbacher, the group creates a sound that is equal parts ecstatic, melancholic, and anthemic.

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