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Avoid the Light

from Omit Self - Disc 1 and 2 by Word as a Virus

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This was back when everything had to be one take, because we didn't know how to punch in drums. You can hear Purcell biff the beginning, we left it raw and fucked up, kinda like we were. We were tired of recording it over and over again trying to get the perfect one take, and our songs were goddamn LONG songs, so 4 takes in and you're just annoyed and tired of playing the damn thing again. It was the only way we knew how and no one was helping us cause we were broke, most of us barely had a job, let alone gear, so we had no money to pay for real studio time, so we cobbed together some way to just record into the box on very terrible software with absolutely no clue what a compressor was or how to work it.

Shaun was a very spiritual person and a hopeless romantic. I never met the girl or can even remember her name but someone special to him touched him very deeply, so he was writing about her in this song. At the end of the song, he was very much beside himself and emotional, yelling "YOU SAVED MY LIFE" to someone I never knew existed. You can hear him throw the headphones down in exhaustion at the end of the track and look over at me and say "I can't do it". What you don't hear is me saying
"What are you talking about? You just did it."
He had his hand on his knees and he says,
"Don't make me do that again."
"Are you kidding? Why would I? That was the best take ever, and it was one goddamn take."
He had to go laydown on the benches after that and just rest for a minute. I was witness to one of those rare moments where someone almost comes out of their own skin. He was one of those special people that could just go beyond what most people were willing to give to a recording, almost like he knew it would be his last will and testament or something. Had he lived, I think he would have written a great book or something along those lines. His lyrics were years ahead of everyone else. Only know am I able to write anything close to the way he was writing and turning a phrase. He was a true genius for his time, and at such a young age he was mature enough to emote like that. I was still writing pathetic love poems about love that I knew nothing about, and sniffling over my first girlfriend breaking my heart, I was nowhere near his level of articulation and reading his lyrics made me realize that I had to go deeper, I had to take it serious and really dig into the meat of the thing. Write about the hard stuff, write the things that make your hands shake and your heart flutter. He was an absolute genius.

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This is the testimony exhumed from my being.
She is the world. Feeling the soles of my feet lift in your presence
and my heart skipping not one but two beats when we kissed. My facade crumbles endearing pieces into an ocean
of lost emotion. Finding again what has brought me my inspiration. I call out, “Tonight we'll touch the stars. She
replied somewhat muffled by the waves, My love, I long to hold your hands. To feel your arms around my soul.
Thus we began.
Stood out amongst the crashing of water, a divine force reaches and grabs my arms. This is what we have waited
our lives for. Somewhat shaken by it all, her smile instantly heals the barrage of damage brought forth on me.
I am hers. I am her shield.
She is his saving grace. The blood that pumps through his heart.
Never has destiny revealed herself to me like it did that day.
To every piece, there is its match. To every sun there is its moon. To every soul, an angel.
You save my life.

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from Omit Self - Disc 1 and 2, released June 27, 2022

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Word as a Virus Syracuse, New York

Word As A Virus was a band that existed in the frozen wasteland of Central New York from 2001-2004 when our singer and leader, Shaun Luu passed away after a long battle with brain cancer. This was the soundtrack to those years of wishful thinking and eventual grim reality. Those that were there, know. Those that weren't. listen. ... more

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