Fixed Against Forever
by Wrong War
-
Streaming + DownloadIncludes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.Purchasable with gift card
$7 USD or more
-
Record/Vinyl + Digital AlbumLimited
Clear (100)
Red (100/Council Records)
Creme (300)
Includes unlimited streaming of Fixed Against Forever via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.ships out within 7 daysPurchasable with gift card$12 USD or more
-
-
Full Digital Discography
Get all 55 Atomic Action! releases available on Bandcamp and save 50%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Who Are You?, This is the Blackout, DRAWN LINES, Therapy/Axerash, Once Upon a Weapon, ON/Exit, Fixed Against Forever, Violent Closure, and 47 more.
Purchasable with gift card$129.75 USD or more (50% OFF)
1. |
Words Were Mere Words
02:38
|
|||
|
Day spent in bright-lit city,
With sounds of market-tongues,
Word here, phrase empty,
Nothing is ever gone.
We’re bound to wander,
From block to block to room.
Lift me up, keep me up,
Beyond the heat of this tomb.
And how I,
Long for,
Those days when,
Words were mere words.
Night spent in toxic city,
With sounds of young-marred tongues,
Lift me up, keep me up,
Beyond is never gone.
And how I,
Long for,
Those days when,
Words were mere words.
And how I - let it align.
It was won restraint,
From a phrase empty.
Childlike anthems,
The phrase of plenty.
Day spent in bright-lit city,
With sounds of market-tongues.
Fixed against forever,
Beyond is never gone.
Your tools are death to me,
With sounds of what would be,
Words here, yet so empty,
It’s never wronged.
|
||||
2. |
First Shot Misses
01:58
|
|||
|
It’s what they would write... You know what will happen. Fixed, altered, in every way. An assertion profession, And the indifference of your adversaries. There’s a time, When they will win. There's not an answer, To every question. First shot misses. Ride out the day, Consider it a warning. Few notes that you bray In violence we’re drowning. There is a time, When they will win. There's not an answer, To every question. First shot misses. You know what we’re trapped in, Exit obscured and out of sight. As it all wears thin, remember… This is what they would write! You know what will happen. Fixed, altered, in every way. An assertion profession, And the indifference of your adversaries. So what are we waiting for?
|
||||
3. |
Minimum Safe Distance
02:25
|
|||
|
What's that your actions told us,
As you pandered away,
Like a metered dosing.
Keep your clamor,
Far away,
Lost all sense,
And broken.
Time is fleeting,
What's it for?
Time is wasted,
On what you say.
Vented nothing,
Outrage of day.
Played your hand
And it’s utter exhaustion
Falsely acquainted,
Open sore,
So willingly wanted.
Clutching peace,
As a shield from me,
That will shatter on force.
Time is fleeting,
What's it for?
Time is wasted,
On what you say.
Vented nothing
Outrage of day.
Played your hand
And it’s all I’m waiting for.
Time’s fleeting
Running out
So what’s it for?
Want to break that running thought
One-sided
A one-sided war...
credits
|
||||
4. |
Wanting Time
01:30
|
|||
|
Something in my heart says
Triumph is an awkward age
It ended as it began
With a warning: do not engage.
Something in my head says
Silent teeth lie in state
Measures of what you have
All taken in volume and weight.
And while it is sounding this woeful warning,
It wants nothing more than to cover the crime.
And while it is sounding this pitiful warning,
It counts on the passage of time.
Endless time.
Something in my heart says
Triumph is an awkward age
It ended as it began
With a warning: do not engage.
Something in my head says
Silent teeth lie in state
Measures of what you have
All taken in volume and weight.
And while it is sounding this woeful warning,
It wants nothing more than to cover the crime.
And while it is sounding this pitiful warning,
It counts on the passage of time.
Endless time.
Wanting time.
Endless time.
(Wanting time)
|
||||
5. |
All You Ever Knew
02:56
|
|||
|
A pyrrhic victory, calling over the din,
The lonely moan, of the next battlefield.
You shot that mouth at all you ever knew,
Howitzer phones, I'll question the value.
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew,
Defining a truth that wasn't even true.
When you think...you're the one true...genius,
But you’re really just...a noisy corpse...
A pyrrhic victory, calling over the din,
A treaty wrote, and then signed in sin,
You shot that mouth at all you ever knew,
Through smoke and pills, I could barely hear you,
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew,
Defining a truth that wasn't even you.
When you think
When you do
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew...
Howitzer phones, I'll question the value.
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew...
Defining a truth that wasn't true.
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew...
Through smoke and pills, I could barely hear you,
Shot that mouth at all you ever knew...
Defining a truth that wasn't even you.
Wasn't true. Wasn’t true. Wasn't you.
credits
|
||||
6. |
Direct Function
01:28
|
|||
|
Those subtle symbols, they’re not so subtle, They only aim to sedate. Forsaking beauty, they only want to intimidate. Direct function it can only equate. When it’s all fools -- and firebrands, Glorifying -- a promised land, They’ll kindly tell you -- where to stand. Ever closer to hell. Those subtle symbols, they’re not so subtle They only aim to sedate. Forsaking beauty, they only want to intimidate. Direct function does all to negate. Within reach -- of arson’s hand, Struck with spite -- and set to land Interest-backed -- and idiot-fanned, Ever closer to hell. There's is no trick -- to understand, The hidden joy – of their demands, A long game, engineered and planned, But you can even tell?
|
||||
7. |
Count the Days
01:11
|
|||
|
Count the days - between the warring,
That's good enough for all of you.
Currency has - a fetal heartbeat,
Make sure to protect the make-believe revenue.
Edit the distance in your mind
To points beyond the undefined
Edit the distance in your mind
Count the days - over the roaring,
It's good enough, just pull through.
Currency thrives - on subtle cheats,
Make sure you do all you can to accrue.
And edit the distance in your mind
To points beyond the undefined
Edit the distance in your mind
Count the days - between the warring
Count the days - over the roaring
Count the days - of markets soaring
That seems good enough for all you.
|
||||
8. |
Escape Clause
02:38
|
|||
|
No chance, close now, That’s where you want it. No chance, close now, That’s where you want it. You raise the flag buried in words, Reinvent language, meaning inferred, That’s where you want it, Capital is at prime. No chance, close now, you’re out of time. So what did you sell yours for? You should have asked for a little bit more. You raise a flag buried in words, Entrancing those aligned with the absurd. So what did yours sell for? You should have asked for a little bit more. Until we’re all crushed. But at least you got yours, A fuck-the-rest advancer. And, what did you sell yours for? You should have asked for a little bit more. I think we all see, it’s the wrong war. No chance, close now, That’s where you want it. No chance, close now, That’s how you want it. And, what did you sell yours for? You should have asked for a little bit more. You should have asked for, for just a little bit more.
|
||||
9. |
We're Through
03:13
|
|||
|
There's only one, surefire way to stop you.
Attack vectors set, releasing at high noon.
And I saw a movie about all this once too.
It ended, One, One, Five, Nine, it's over, we're through.
We're through...to stop you.
Words stockpiled, and often spoken too soon.
And someone once said something about all this too...
It just takes a moment, a silent moment, we’re through.
We’re through
There is only one surefire way to stop you.
Attack vectors set, releasing at high noon.
And I saw a movie about all this once too.
It ended, One, One, Five, Nine, it's over, we're through.
We’re through
There’s only one, surefire way to stop you.
Lights out, lines cut - I’m calling a new tune.
And you keep saying something about all this too.
But it wasn't the words that you spoke that finally cut through.
|
||||
about
"WRONG WAR is a new project from Chicago by a bunch of old dudes which, sonically, echoes of GIve Thanks-era ARTICLES OF FAITH in its ferocity and anger. Lyrically, it is a pointed assault on the darkness that surrounds us everyday – a cry out to resist and an encouragement not to give up. This is passionate, beautiful, pissed off and is easily one of my favorite releases of the year."-Razorblades & Aspirin
credits
released March 23, 2021
Recorded and mixed by Michael Manthei at Eberly Studios, Fall 2020
Mastered at The Boiler Room, Chicago, IL
Cover art by John Yates/Stealworks (@stealworks on IG)
Publicity by August Forte/august@novo.net
Dan, Dave, Matthias, Pat
Recorded and mixed by Michael Manthei at Eberly Studios, Fall 2020
Mastered at The Boiler Room, Chicago, IL
Cover art by John Yates/Stealworks (@stealworks on IG)
Publicity by August Forte/august@novo.net
Dan, Dave, Matthias, Pat
license
all rights reserved
tags
about
Atomic Action! Providence, Rhode Island
Punk/hardcore label from Rhode Island started in 1989 ended in 2000 restarted in 2012. We put out music we like by people we like. Fuck all the rest.
discography
-
Dec 2022 -
Oct 2022 -
Oct 2022 -
Sep 2022
contact / help
If you like Fixed Against Forever, you may also like:
-
Once Upon a Weapon
by Wrong Warsupported by 7 fans who also own “Fixed Against Forever”
This is maybe my favorite release of the year. It’s hardcore perfection, simple and driving. It sounds absolutely perfect on vinyl.
go to album -
Autosarcophagy
by CROSS STITCHED EYESsupported by 5 fans who also own “Fixed Against Forever”
great guitar, inventive sound and a delicious homage to our favourite anarcho, macabre, punk bands
go to album -
Deconstructive Surgery
by The Chiselsupported by 5 fans who also own “Fixed Against Forever”
Hard to pick a favourite from this flawless EP
go to album -
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia.
go to album -
Songs of the Exiled I: Chicago
by La ArmadaTwo crushing songs from Dominican-American hardcore punk group La Armada introduce a yearlong set of releases paying homage to their roots.
go to album -
NNT#059 Gumming - Human Values CS
by Not Normal TapesRelentless, nervy, snarling, thorny noise-punk, the debut full-length from this wonderfully gnarly Richmond, VA outfit.
go to album -
Two Step To Hell 12"
by Chain Whipsupported by 5 fans who also own “Fixed Against Forever”
If this don't rock your boat, you're dead.
go to album
