Chasing Spirits

I Can't Stand It!

I Can't Stand It! (feat. Samuel T. Herring & Jae Matthews)

Freedom Is A Constant Struggle

Freedom Is A Constant Struggle (feat. Joy Clark, Lilli Lewis, Sabine McCalla, Sula Spirit & Cassie Watson Francillon)

An Inbuilt Fault

Give

I dnt really miss you 
I've been happy on my own
since the day you left me
I've really never felt alone     

Since the day you left me, I felt so lonely,  
Memories haunt me, they’re creeping like phantoms,  
Walking through the city, shadows whisper your name,  
Every corner, every block, it’s a part of the game.  
Used to laugh together, now it’s silence I’m facing,  
Thought we had forever, but time’s been erasing,  
Late nights, deep thoughts, I’m lost in the echoes,  
Searching for the light, but it’s dim like a meadow.  
        3x
I dnt really miss you 
I've been happy on my own
since the day you left me
I've really never felt alone     

Friends say move on, but they don’t understand,  
Your love was my anchor, now I’m drifting like sand,  
Pouring out my soul, pen in hand, I’m exposed,  
Heart on my sleeve, in this world, I feel closed.  
Used to dream big, now I’m stuck in a loop,  
Chasing shadows of us, just a ghost in a troop,  
But I’ll rise from the ashes, let the pain be my muse,  
Crafting verses from hurt, it’s the path that I choose.
          3x
I dnt really miss you 
I've been happy on my own
since the day you left me
I've never really felt alone

SinceTheDayYouLeftMe

As the globalised economy churns in swells ‘neath our feet, suturing us together and tearing us apart, heads angled hellward, we bellow, Algiers!

Algiers is the danse macabre between here and nowhere, movement and stasis, order under hell, and chaos under heaven. The situation is excellent.

Algiers is a band of musicians born in Atlanta, Georgia, the rotten hub of the Ol’ American South, where W.E.B Dubois once saw a riot goin’ on, and where the hell and highwater swirls ‘round to the knees.

Holed up in our perches in London, New York and a small town in France, plague up to our necks, we conjure the dead sound to life.

The click clack of the keyboard brings us to worship. The shrieks of slaves and rebels pummeling through.

Our tongues, twisted in the service of Paul Robeson, Lee Moses, Selda Bağcan, et al, slur a call in the darkness.

Algiers is the experimental gospel noise soul pulp response, slurping Francophilia - Gainsbourg and Dutronc, Saint Just and Fanon, Badiou and Baurdillard - Black Power - Nina Simone, Public Enemy, James Baldwin, Fred Hampton, DJ Premier, and Fela Kuti – and Southern Gothic - William Faulkner, Nick Cave and Flannery O’Connor - into a stew thicker than bourguignon in the Algierian sun.

Algiers is Franklin James Fisher (b. North Carolina, l. NYC) / vocals, guitar, keys, programming, and percussion; Ryan Mahan (b. Georgia, l. London) / vocals, bass and percussion; and Lee Tesche (b. Georgia, l. London) / guitar, vocals, programming, and percussion.