atlas

Melancholic Melodies

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eXPLOSIVE BABIES

I DONT HEAR THAT SHIT EITHER - atlas

“that one summer we got bored &amp; spent a Sunday afternoon at the beach. It was perfect”

some more nostalgia for you guys, hope you like it :)

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tumblr : sagaciousspirit.tumblr.com

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email me about my music : jeffkaaale@gmail.com

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Crazy About You

Members Only.

@rojasonthebeat
@xxxtentacion
@JimmyDuval

XXXTENTACION - Look At Me! (Prod. ROJAS & Jimmy Duval)

@junyii

thank you all for 1,000,000 total plays. i'm so ridiculously, incredibly happy and thankful for every single person who's ever clicked a play button on my profile.

<3

voicemails (prod. junyii)

@wushm

a notification tone
echoed around the empty walls
and a smile met my face
because i knew it was you
<3

notifications (prod. wūsh)

prod. @jeffkaale

My exes? No, I don’t think about them
I shrink around them
I go to see my shrink about them
On desperate nights sometimes I’m liking every picture on their LinkedIn albums, 
just in case they’re single,
I send winky symbols, I just hint it at ‘em,
I’m not thirsty, I’m just counting fingers at the drinking fountain,
I feel like I’m drowning when I introduce myself to crowds: 
like hi, hello, I dig your sense of style, 
I saw your face across the room and grinned a while,
I wonder, are you into smiles? I pinned a pile of polaroids up on my wall, 
I wish you’d be in one,  a ring or child or wedding hall or aisle, you’d wouldn’t see in them, 
I must profess I self-profess myself a cinephile,
I’ve got every single indie title soundtrack out on indie vinyl
I’ve got some on USB, just tell me where to send the files,
if you think this is dragging on, then you should read my tinder bio,

I used to go to central park in cargo pants and whittle bark off little trees 
like Leonardo to my heart’s content, with car keys from my 97’ Civic on a bench,
I’d grab my metro card and clutch a cup of chocolate from a vendor cart,
and then depart deep underground and check the clock and metro chart,
and that is where I met her, charcoal fingers, she was sketching art, 
my self-regard leapt twenty notches when she looked at me,
I told her I wished I could etch the world out with my pencil marks,
she held the charcoal out, our fingers touched and crept apart,
and when they lingered, 
lightning struck, I know, I saw electrodes spark,
and when she smiled a hundred volts
her pearly whites were thunderbolts,
the room around us did a couple somersaults,
the earth had shifted off it’s poles,
another jolt went through me when she twirled her necklace
we were so electric, I swear the third rail was getting jealous

she curved a crater on the paper with the conté crayon
every stroke she lay spoke to my spirit like she called a séance
her fingertips could conjure chaos, every splash of color camouflaged 
into the page, I swear that she had lingerie on,
I felt the rumble of the subway tunnel crumble up
she perforated scraps of sketches, gave em’ to me crumpled up, 
and bundled up and waved to me and walked toward the edge 
I mustered up the strength to wave back and then dipped off of the bench
the train tiptoed to the ledge, it’s open doors demanded entry
she got in and whispered to me from inside that it was empty
and my heart, it started drumming, my stomach, it started numbing,
the doors began to slide, 

and then she asked me,
are you coming?


charcoal. // X I X X

well, here we are.

after a long journey spent coping with sub par mental health and the various females inhabiting my high school, i've finally accomplished the thing i set out to do so long ago:

i put out a real album.

i hope that you all enjoy listening to this as much as i enjoyed creating it, because this whole thing has been an experience for me.

thank you for getting me so incredibly close to 10,000 soundcloud followers and thank you even more for taking the time to listen to what i've created here.

the cover art was created by my good friend halli hunt, or h.h. as some of you may know her.

have a fantastic day, and hey;

the world might not always be beautiful, but the potential for beauty and peace exists so long as the potential for hatred and violence is present. you can't have sunshine without a little rain, and i can't have happiness without a little help from my friends. i love you all.

<3

phone calls (interlude)

skeletons (prod. gerbanzi)

humility (prod. borealism)

be sure to follow me on instagram!!!! https://instagram.com/spencer.panthurr

sorry for the late release, I posted the track but forgot to make it "public", apologizes!! 

DOWNLOAD!!

Paradise

prod @yungameba
mixed by @ibr
art by @ibr and me 
shouts to my crew @offthejump
thanks to @atlas for being a cool dude 
lyrics: http://genius.com/Samsa-feat-atlas-anthropocene-lyrics


I always knew that we’d be by each other’s side forever
now our time has come 
and I’d be satisfied if we died together
 
yeah, our climate’s fucked  
we might as well enjoy the weather
our time is up and I’d be satisfied 
if we died together

hit me up

anthropocene ft. atlas 🎉

Somebody (Anybody) EP

No Damn Good

xxxtentacion & Ski Mask The Slump God - WHAT IN XXXTARNATION!? (Prod.Stain)

this is an album about the fears and tremors that come with love, and the crisis of not knowing your own identity as yours.

enjoy.

fog & obscure

download

fine

i miss you

@aimless-beats

hey, everyone is someone at least a little bit different online
don't be scared to be honest, okay?
love you
<3

LYRICS:
we all got internet personas
internet personas we hide behind
we hide behind

we all got demons deep inside us
demons deep inside us we try to hide
we try to hide

i forgot who it is i truly am long ago
but i'll keep searching for it while i can

i knew a boy who could outline a shape in a second
that's display was eclectic in a way that was second to none
he had a hand than swam like fish in the seas
and a penstroke that'd bring any critic to his knees
it was beautiful, flowing like the blood inside my artieries
he painted hearts as targets and was practicing his archery
mastering the artistry he carried in his chest
until at best it was a godsend, and worst, it was a part of me
'til suddenly... things began to seem different
moods dissipated into blue and grey pigments
but surface-wise his screen names were never inefficient
as a method to communicate that happiness was with him
so a couple thousand people saw a perfectly inoccuous complexion
while i was tryna talk him through depression
the lesson to be learned is that your heros aren't invincible
just normal folks who often need expression, so pause and leave a message...

if you want; they'd probably appreciate it...

...internet personas
internet personas we hide behind
we hide behind

we all got demons deep inside us
demons deep inside that we try to hide
we try to hide

i forgot who it is i truly am long ago
but i'll keep searching for it while i can

i knew a person who could cultivate the words that they aligned
in a way that could coerce a train to fly
a perfect state of mind in which to learn creative rhymes
until their person was emburdened by the verses they designed
and they began to lose their touch...
the little quirks in all their writing became terse and uninviting
and ingesting any lettering they surgeoned into life
instead of being entertainment was inert and just absurd and all the work was fucking tiring
and suddenly... they were writing less and less
in spite of their success they saw no light and second guessed
the creativity they harbored in their heart
there's only so much fucking artwork you can make 'til you forget the way to start
so a couple million people saw some dipping in the frequency
of music while they fought idiosyncracy
that slept as mental illness... and woke as some peculiar train of thought
that masqueraded as a symptom of a hindering deliquency

i hope that all these words have made you think of me

internet personas, internet personas
we all got internet personas, internet personas (x7)

internet personas (prod. aimlessbeats)

internet personas (prod. aimless)

Joyner Lucas - Gucci Gang (Remix)

THANK YOU TO @iamjsan FOR SUPPLYING THE RHODES SAMPLE

Check out @atwood, @wzrd-island, and @biskwiq

All songs produced by @wzrd-island and @biskwiq

All tracks mixed by @biskwiq

Cover art by @biskwiq

Nice Colors

All I Need

Listen on Spotify

secret handshake - at the edge

secret handshake - fed up

secret handshake - im a captain without its ship when you're gone

i'm singing songs you've never heard
about a place you'll never go
i'll wear your fragrance like an accolade
and bleed out in the snow

i've got your fingerprints all over me
imprisoned like a ghost
inside some empty little nobody
who's sobbing on the phone

i wanna know

your favorite color
and the ways you like to sleep
i see your shadow on the window
when the day slips into evening

you're the caffeine and the nicotine
i need to leave my bed
you're the sickness in my head
you're the reason i'm not dead

i wanna know

i wanna know

LET ME SEE YOU DO IT PT2 ( FT DJ BIGCHRIS )

"Blue Underground" is a song about keepin' that brain of yours so healthy. It was recorded in various studios with respect to social distancing (thank u, Dropbox). We had a big show at MSG planned to support the track, but they cancelled on us. That's when things got kicked into 12th gear and the Foo said we aren't invited to open their tour anymore. Can you believe that? foo fighters? more like who fighters lol

Released September 18, 2020
Produced, Mixed, Engineered by Talkie
Mastered by Jerry Ososkie

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LYRICS:
Eyes still tired but I’m gettin my sleep
Shut the world out keep the ground on my feet
Talk to the doctor tell her I'm great
I’m a blackhole, smiling with the sun in my face

Upside-down when I’m headed for home
Hold me down, when I’m outta control
I don’t know where I belong
I don’t know where I belong
Find me down, with my head in a hole
Can't slow down when I'm right at the door
On and on the time I'm wasting
Trying to fix the things I'm breaking

All the king’s horses up on my back
While I follow that compass off of the map
Green or black thumb, I unravel it bind
Still I’m chasing that sunset hoping to find - something I guess
Open mouth, deep down, outer space

Talk to the doctor, she says I'm great
Talk to my mom and she says I'm great
Like a prequel movie to the villain you hate
I'm a blackhole, smiling with the sun in my face

Blue Underground

The Strokes(cover)
Album: The New Abnormal
Instrumental, Voice and Production done by me

I DONT HEAR THAT SHIT EITHER - atlas

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