2 juillet 2003 - Tweeter
Center: Mansfield (Boston) |
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Oceans, Go, Hail Hail, Save You, Deep, Get Right, Dissident, I Am Mine, Even Flow, Help Help, Immortality, In My Tree, Light Years, Evacuation, Whipping, Grievance, Present Tense, Porch Rappels 1: Thumbing My Way, Elderly Woman, Smile, State Of Love And Trust, Leaving Here Rappels 2: Soon Forget, Bushleaguer, Fuckin' Up |
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Oceans est sublime, apportant son lot de surprises et la voix de
Ed est vraiment puissante. Ed précise que le groupe a planifié
quelque chose : "…nous avons répété
environ 70 chansons pour cette tournée. Nous pensions jouer trois
soirs sans répéter une seule chanson et jouer chacune
d'entre elle…nous en jouons actuellement 105… ça
devrait faire du 35 chansons par concert." L'échange est
intense entre Ed et Mike durant le solo d'Even Flow, un peu comme si
Ed le suppliait de le prolonger, ce qu'il fit comme s'il n'allait jamais
s'arrêter. Après Grievance, Ed parle de la liberté
d'expression et du gouvernement qui se cache derrière le drapeau.
Il évoque ansuite Céline Dion et comment elle est sous
le contrôle de Sony Music…, la comparant même à
un robot en précisant qu'ils ont mis trop de puces d'égo
en elle. Puis en référence à son propre crachat,
il ajoute que la raison pour laquelle elle ne crache pas, c'est parce
qu'"il a entendu dire qu'elle avalait". Après une adorable
interprétation de Present Tense, Ed fait compter le '"1,2,3,4"
de l'intro de Porchà un jeune fan. Thumbing My Way, Elderly Woman
et Smile sont joués à la demande du public. Bu$hleaguer
reçoit une reaction assez froide et confuse. Ed prend son masque,
lui roule une pelle et le jette dans la fosse. Fuckin Up est rallongée
de quelques minutes, avec un long solo de Mike pendant que les autre
jamment, avec d'immenses sourires éclairant leurs visages. Le
couvre-feu de 11h e entrainé un show compact et rapide (même
si celui-ci a été un peu dépassé). Excellent
concert, le groupe ayant réellement apprécié le
public |
Oceans |
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Go Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 Oh, please don't go out on me. Don't go on me now. Never acted up before. Son't go on me now. I swear I never took it for granted. Just thought of it now. Suppose I abused you. Just passing it on. Go, fuck. Once fastened, servile, now your getting sharp. Moving oh so swiftly with such disarm. I pulled the covers over him shoulda' pulled the alarm. Turned to my nemesis. A fool no fucking god. No, time... Suck, my... Please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Nooh. Suck, blood.... Touch, please... Tunnel vision. Tuck... Time.... See... Please, please, please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Don't you want me? Don't go on me. Please don't go on me. |
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Hail Hail Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart? Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words and then I get to thinking. I don't want to think, I want to feel. And how do I feel? And how do I... If you're the only one will I never be enough? Yeah. Hail hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. Oh, how I'll love you til the day I die and beyond. Are we going to the same place? If so can I come? It's egg rolling thick and heavy. All the past you carry. Oh, I could be new. You underestimate me. If you're the only one will I never be enough? Yeah. Hail hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. I sometimes realize I could only be as good as you'll let me. Are you woman enough to be my man? Bandaged hand in hand. I find it on the run in a race that can't be won. Yeah. All hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. If you're my only one, so could you only one? I want to be your one. Enough! You won no one. You're one. |
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Save You |
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Deep Musique: Gossard, Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Ahha-yea. On the edge a windowsill. Ponders his maker ponders his will. To the street below he just ain't nothing. But he's got a great view and he sinks the needle deep. Yeah. Whoa, can't touch the bottom. In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom. Ooh, on the edge of a know-nothing town. Feeling quite superior the age had come. To the sky above he just ain't nothing. But he's got a great view and he sinks the burning mask deep. Yeah. Ooh, can't touch the bottom. In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom. In too deep. Ohh. Ohh. Oww. On the edge of a Christmas clean love. Young virgin down from heaven, ohh, visiting hell. To the man above her she just ain't nothing. And she doesn't like the view. She doesn't like the view. (x2) But he sinks himself deep. Oh, can't touch the bottom. In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom. Can't touch the bottom. Deep yeah. Oh. Yeah the bottom. Yeah. Wo. (x5) |
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Get Right Ecrit par: Cameron Album: Riot Act Date: 12 novembre 2002 I want for to lay down. I'm waiting till sundown. I'm searching the haystacks. Water is sunshine. Wait for the moment. The moment between us. The fire is made now. Harder to touch. I wanted to get right. (x3) With it. With you. Bakers dozen parades. Stand and debate. Out single file. Nine in a row. Swear if you must. Keeping your boots on. Float with the now. Hot to the touch. Concrete underground. Cast out everyday. Dregs of society. Underbelly, inside of me. Rejoice and follow thee. I wanted to get right. (x3) With it. With you. I wanted to get right. |
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Dissident Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 She nursed him there, ooh, over a night. I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay. What to say? What to say? But soon she was down. Soon he was low. At a quarter past. A holy no. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. And to this day she's glided on. Always home but so far away. Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste. But when she had contact with the conflict. There was meaning but she sold him to the state. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here. Oh, couldn't hold on. She couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here. |
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I Am Mine Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Riot Act Date: 12 novembre 2002 The selfish. They're all standing in line. Fathing and hoping to buy themselves time. He I figure as each breath goes by. I only own my mind. The north is to south what the clock is to time. There's east and there's west and there's everywhere lines. I know I was born and I know that I'll die. The in between is mine. I am mine. And the feeling it gets left behind. All the innocence lost at one time. Significant behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. We're safe tonight. The ocean is full cause everyone's crying. The full moon is looking for friends at high tide. The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrows denied. I only know my mind. I am mine. And the meaning it gets left behind. All the innocents lost at one time. Significant behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. We're safe tonight. What. And the feelings that get left behind. All the innocence broken with lies. Significance between the lines. We may need to hide. And the meaning that get left behind. All the innocence lost at one time. We're all different behind the eyes. There's no need to hide. |
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Even Flow Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again. Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah. Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh yeah. Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Life again. Life again. Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah. Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything. Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way. Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Ah Yeah. Fuck your money. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, momma mommy |
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Help Help |
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Immortality Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Vacate, is the word. Vengeance has no place so near to her. Cannot find the comfort in this world. Artificial tear. Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers? Vulnerable. Wisdom can't adhere. A truant finds home, and a wish to hold on but there's a trapdoor in the sun. Immortality. As privileged as a whore. Victims in demand for public show. Swept out through the cracks beneath the door. Holier than thou. How? Surrendered, executed, anyhow. Scrawl dissolved. Cigar box on the floor. A truant finds home, and I wish to hold on too, but saw the trapdoor in the sun. Immortality. I cannot stop the thought of running in the dark. Coming up a which way sign. All good truants must decide. Oh, stripped and sold mom. An auctioned forearm and whiskers in the sink. Truants move on, cannot stay long. Some die just to live. |
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In My Tree Musique: Gossard, Irons Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Up here in my tree. Yeah. Newspapers matter not to me. Yeah. No, no more crowbars to my head. Yeah. I'm trading stories with the leaves instead. Yeah. I wave to all my friends. Yeah. They don't seem to notice me. No. Ah, their eyes strait on the street. Yo! Oh... Sidewalks cigarettes and seams. Yeah. Yeah... Up here so high I start to shake. Up here so high the sky I scrape. I'm so high I hold just one breath deep within my chest just like innocence. (Eddie's down in his home) (Oh, the blue sky it's his home) (Eddie's blue sky home) (Oh, the blue sky it's his home) I remember when, yeah, I swore I knew everything. Oh, yeah. They say knowledge is a tree. Yeah. It's growing up just like me. Yeah. I'm so light the wind me shakes. I'm so high the sky I scrape. Yea, I'm so high I hold just one breath, to go back to my nest, to sleep with innocence. Up here so high the boughs they break. Up here so high the sky I scrape. And my eyes feel both wide open. And I got a glimpse of my inner sense. Got back my innocence. Still got it. Still got it. |
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Light Years Musique: Vedder, Gossard, McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 I've used hammers made out of wood. I have played games with pieces and rules. I undeciphered tricks at the bar. But now you're gone. I haven't figured out why. I've come up with riddles and jokes about war. I figured out numbers and what they're for. I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away? And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. With heavy breath awakened regrets. Back pages and days alone that could have been spent together but we were miles apart. Every inch between us becomes light years now. No time to be void or save up on life. Oh, you got to spend it all. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. You seem to like it here. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were by stones. Your light made us stars. |
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Evacuation Musique: Cameron Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 The sirens scream wanton attention. Time to take heed and change direction. Time to take stock and make omissions. Evacuation. Evacuation. Time to take leave all formal functions. Time to plant seeds of a reconstruction. No time this time to feign reluctance. It's like your waiting for a diamond shore to wash your way. Bets put aside you're evil. Lets crawl into your face. A vision vague or not raising a frightful wake you up. Time for evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. There was a solemn man. Watched his twilight disappear. In the sand. Altered by a falling eagle. A warning sign. Sign. He sensed that worry could be strength with a plan he said, "Time for evacuation." Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. |
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Whipping |
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Grievance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Have a drink they're buying. Bottom of bottle of denial. Big eye, big eye watching me. Have to wonder what it sees. Sin. Progress laced with ramifications. Freedom's big punch. Oh. Pull the innocent from a crowd. Raise those sticks them bring them down. If they fail to obey. Ah, if they fail to obey. Yeah yeah. For every tool they lend us a loss of independence. I pledge my grievance to the flag. Cause you don't give blood then take it back again. Oh we're all deserving something more. Progress. Taste it. Invest it all. Champagne breakfast for everyone. Everyone. Break the innocent when they're proud. Raise those stakes then bring them down. If they fail to obey. Yeah, ha, if they fail to obey. Pledge your grievance to the flag. Cause, don't give blood then take it back again. Oh, we're all deserving something more. Have a, have a drink, drink. Have a, have a drink, drink. I want to breathe part of the scene. I want to taste everyone I see. I want to run when I'm up high. I want to run to the sea. I want life to be. I just want to be. I will feel alive as long as I am free. |
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Present Tense Musique: McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Do you see the way that tree bends? Does it inspire> Leaning out to catch the sun's rays. A lesson to be applied. Are you getting something out of this all encompassing trip? You can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets, ohh, or you can come to terms and realize you're the only one who can forgive yourself. Oh. Makes much more sense to live in the present tense. Have you ideas on how this life ends? Checked your hands and studied the lines. Have you the belief that the road ahead ascends off into the light? Seems that needlessly it's getting harder to find an approach and a way to live. Are we getting something out of this all encompassing trip. You can spend your time alone redigesting past regrets, ohh, or you can come to terms and realize you're the only one who cannot forgive yourself. Oh, ohh. Makes more sense to live in the present tense. |
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Porch Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 What the fuck is this world running to? You didn't leave a message at least I coulda' learned your voice one last time. Daily minefield this could be my time by you. Would you hit me? Would you hit me? Ohh. Whoa oww. All the bills go by and initiatives are taken up. By the middle. There ain't gonna be any middle any more. And the cross I'm bearing home ain't indicative of my place. Left the porch. Left the porch. Oh. Hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Walk beside me. I just need to say. Uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Oh, hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Lie beside me. I just need to say. I could not take a-just one day I know when I would not ever touch you, hold you, feel you in my arms. Never again. Yeah. (x12) |
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Thumbing My Way |
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Elderly Woman Behind the Counter Of A
Small Town Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I seem to recognize your face. Haunting familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. Lifetimes are catching up with me. All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. I swear I recognize your breath. Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. Me you wouldn't recall for I'm not my former. It's hard when your stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all. Small town predicts my fate. Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. I just want to scream, "Hello." My god its been so long. Never dreamed you'd return. But now here you are and here I am. Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... Hearts and thoughts they fade... |
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Smile Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? When the sun don't shine? (shine at all) Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? Don't it make me smile? When the sun don't shine, it don't shine at all Don't it make me smile? I miss you already... I miss you always I miss you already... I miss you all day This is how I feel... I miss you already, yeah. I miss you always. Three crooked hearts. Swirls all around, yeah. I miss you all day. Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? Three crooked hearts. Swirls all around. Don't it make you smile? |
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State Of Love And Trust Musique: McCready, Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Singles Soundtrack Date: 1992 State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext. Sin still plays and preaches but to have an empty court. Uh huh. And the signs are passing. grip the wheel can't read it. Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands. Hands, yeah. And I listen for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself. Lay her down as priest does. Should the lord be a counting? Will be in my honor. Make it pain, painfully clear. Uh huh. Promises are whispered in the age of darkness. Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end. End, yeah. And the barrel shakes aimed a-directly at my head. Oh help me. Help me from myself. And I listen from both sides of a friend. Nothing. I'll do this one myself.. Uh huh huh oh. Myself. Myself. Yeah yeah. Hey, na na na na. Hey that's something. (x3) Want-it back, back to the left. Yeah. huh uh. And I listen oh for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself. Oh, ah and the barrel waits. Trigger shakes. Aimed right at my head. Won't you help me? Help me from myself. State of love and trust and a... State of love and trust and a... State of love and trust and a... State of love and... |
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Leaving Here Ecrit par: High Numbers Reprise sur l'album: Home Alive - The Art Of Self Defense Date: 20 février 1996 Hey, fellas, have you heard the news? oh yeah... The women of this town are being misused...oh yeah... I've seen it all in my dreams last night...oh yeah... Girls leaving this town 'cause we don't treat 'em right, yeah...oh yeah... Well, i'll take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're getting tired...getting tired... They're sick and tired...sick and tired... All you fellas better change your ways...oh yeah... They're leaving this town in a matter of days...oh yeah... Girls are good, you better treat 'em true...oh yeah... Seen fellas run around with someone new...oh yeah... I'm getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... They're leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...yeah, yeah... Leaving here...been a while... Oh yeah... The love of a woman is a wonderful thing...oh yeah... The way that we treat 'em is a trying shame...oh yeah... I'll tell you fellas, yeah, it won't be long...oh yeah... Before these women, they all have gone...oh yeah... They're getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... Yeah, take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're leaving here...yeah, yeah, yeah... Leaving here... Leaving, leaving...oh, leaving here, now... Baby, baby, baby...please don't leave here...oh... |
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Soon Forget Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette. Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic. What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around. The sun is going down. The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting. Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget. Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny. Locked in a giant house that's alarming. The townsfolk they all laugh. Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent. Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get. And it's fitting. He's barley living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around and there is not a sound. He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down. He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget. |
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Bu$hleaguer Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder, Gossard Album: Riot Act Date: 12 novembre 2002 How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable. This is such a happening tailpipe of a party. Like sugar, the guests are so refined. A confidence man but why so beleagued? He's not a leader he's a Texas leaguer. Swinging for the fence. Got lucky with a strike. Drilling for fear makes the job simple. Born on third. Thinks he got a triple. Blackout weaves its way through the cities. Blackout weaves its way through the cities. Blackout weaves its way. I remember when you sang that song about today. Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed. A think tank of aloof multiplication. A nicotine wish and a columbus decanter. Retrenchment and hoggishness. The aristocrat choir sings, "What's the ruckus?" The haves have not a clue. The immenseness of suffering. And the odd negotiation. A rarity. With onionskin plausibility of life. And a keyboard reaffirmation. Blackout weaves its way through the cities. Blackout weaves its way through the cities. Blackout weaves its way. I remember when you sang that song about today. Now it's tomorrow and everything has changed. |
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Fuckin' up |
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Concerts - USA/CAN 2003 leg2 - Mansfield 2.07.2003 |
CD1 |
CD2 |
Echange |
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01 - OCEANS | 01 - GRIEVANCE | ||||||
02 - GO | 02 - PRESENT TENSE | Résumé en français | |||||
03 - HAIL HAIL | 03 - PORCH | ||||||
04 - SAVE YOU | 04 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
05 - DEEP | 05 - THUMBING MY WAY | ||||||
06 - GET RIGHT | 06 - SMALL TOWN | ||||||
07 - DISSIDENT | 07 - SMILE | ||||||
08 - I AM MINE | 08 - STATE OF LOVE & TRUST | ||||||
09 - EVEN FLOW | 09 - LEAVING HERE | ||||||
10 - HELP HELP | 10 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
11 - IMMORTALITY | 11 - SOON FORGET | ||||||
12 - IN MY TREE | 12 - BUSHLEAGUER | ||||||
13 - LIGHT YEARS | 13 - FUCKIN' UP | ||||||
14 - EVACUATION | |||||||
15 - WHIPPING | |||||||