All instruments, vocals, recording, mixing, & mastering by Lounge Act Jam.

Diabolical

Self-Titled 7"

pain in decibels

Tending to the Links

Gary Busy's Teeth

The Truth About Dreaming- When Giuliani Shot Mango

Hassan I Sabbah

Not So In Tune With Shells

Split

Fire Danger: High

Heir

September Gave Us Awkwardness, October Gave Me Nothing

Recorded at OCN Studios during the Spring of 2014.

Nocturne in Black and Gold

Mihai Edrisch - Et Pourtant

Lyrics:

Two fucking years ago you said, 
"We were best friends" 
Then you moved away. 
Now all we do is talk 
About visits instead of staying up all night. 
And we would walk slowly through the night, 
Under the streetlights, 
And watch our shadows as they linger behind 
And we would walk slowly through the night. 
(Friends turn into best friends, and then we're torn apart.)

Stop, Drop, and Roll Won't Work in Hell

I’ve been thinking of you forever 
Maybe Cupid will string us together 
When the river flows in you 
Imagine a world where you loved yourself 

But it’s keeping me up- this crushing down 
Can I still wear my customary frown?
Got my mind like the moon, strung up on you
Because love is 

Violent
It’s violent

Alan Yang's Album

Violent Love

It’s pouring in your chest and pouring on street signs
In the hazy distance i could see you shine
I’m in love
With the way you shine

But I know this love is fleeting
Pointless, nauseating
I hate myself

Shine (Interlude)

Pluto Waits For Nothing

O tell me, what to do
when your father and your mother 
won't allow you to forget
all about 
all the monsters under your bed and in your head
searching for red?

And it's all pointless searching
I guess I'll just succumb to my fate
of being second rate

On and on and on and on and on 
my parents love their idea of me

Idea of Me

n your dreams you could breathe again
Ooo
In your dreams you could feel again
Goes like!!

Riff

If you ever make it out
You’ll have shit to write about
Oooooo

Cause I feel fine
Sometimes I find myself retracing all the terraces I know
But if you care
I’ll be all yours
If you promise to be here
I am all yours

Hanging In The Air (In Your Dreams You Could Breathe Again)

When you drink your daily kool aid
Do you sprinkle it with gold flaked paint
Don’t put your trust in a junkyard of false starts- I’m waiting for a bus, been waiting for the bus
No one’s even listening.
But the bus broke down

Just keep playing

Oh hey! do you see me with my guitar on the tiny stage, feeling exposed 
Cuz I’m taking out my insides and laying them out in an empty marketplace 
Just feeding off the vibes of imaginary ears who help me make it through my set 
so I can go home and be alone
And disconnect my brain

Afterparty

An abstract documentation of my gradual and continual decline. All instruments are played by Rutadel except when noted. RUTADEL IS FROM THE ISLAND NATION OF TAIWAN (FORMOSA). 

Check out my band: https://soundcloud.com/repeatedive

Hanging In The Air (In Your Dreams You Could Breathe Again)

Lounge Act Jam

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