the doubled vocals remind me of modest mouse

I'm really enjoying this track right about now. Its been one hell of a year! Cheers!

From the LI(F)E album, 2010.  Exclusive CD + Vinyl deals at Strange Famous Records: http://tinyurl.com/SageLife 
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Painting by Alicia Ciambrone.

POLTERZEITGEIST LYRICS:

While you're going around trying to keep people out of hell, 
I'm going around trying to keep the hell out of people.

Your evil sends chills through my bones and it flows through the back roads of my arteries. 
Genetic memory fights technology
Administered by moral midgets. 
There's picket signs in my eyes. When they strike you'll wanna talk business. 
Note to self, go for self, go for broke
No one else ever showed you the ropes or helped.
And what are they supposed to do?
Of course they gotta rebuild every wall that you broke on through.
Drugs won't get my thoughts runnin' 
I need em to make these thoughts stop comin'. 
Last night I had a dream I shot someone. 
When I awoke my hands were full of the fluid my heart's pumpin'. 
I went to get it tested. 
The doctor was not so interested in analyzing the message. 
He had a pill...that if he issues out...
He gets paid on the side. I got a lifetime supply. 

Maybe he's a ghost. 
And maybe I'm the host.
The Polterzeitgeist who knows the right price
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes.
Maybe I'm the ghost.
And maybe he's the host.
The Polterzeitgeist who knows the right price
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes.

I fell into a Venus fly trap with a nicotine eye patch. 
Pirate of the ship, sippin' Listerine nightcaps. 
Disguised her voice with the breath of a clean slate. 
Awake every morning to the death of my dream date. 
Selling sex to cheapskates with rusty blades. 
Fuck to forget and call it lay away. 
Got an addiction to thin ice. The whisper of wind pipes. 
I'm mister insight. This social costume is skin tight. 
Nah, I don't believe in you.
And you don't believe that I'm leaving you.
As you shrink away to nothing in my rear view.
Too close to call. Too far to be hearing you
Singing my melody. I heard it subconsciously.
When you spoke in your sleep it sounded like honesty. 
When you awoke, you said it was not for me.
I said, “Oh...I know...obviously.” 
You're not my Yoko so I cropped the photo
And I rocked it solo. Now you gotsta go...GO!

Maybe you're a ghost. 
And maybe I'm the host.
The Polterzeitgeist who knows the right price
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes.
Maybe I'm the ghost.
And maybe you're the host.
The Polterzeitgeist who knows the right price
To pay the priest to release me from these ropes.

Maybe you're a ghost...and I'm the conduit. 
The common thread in every superficial compliment. 
The loose string in your moral fabric. Hole in your logic.
Hopelessly romantic in a wound socket.
Leaving notes for the next to come.
Written in blood from the wound that they'll exit from.
I don't compose prose or sonnets. 
I just write like my life depends on it. 
Front like I'm agnostic. But...I don't believe in you.
You've got a transparent nature that I'm seeing through.
Someone spiked the punch that you beat me to.
Sometimes I'm not even sure it's even you.

Maybe you're a ghost. And maybe I'm the host.
The Polterzeigiest who knows the right price to pay the priest to release me from these ropes.
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"Polterzeitgeist" - Sage Francis

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Molly Featuring Aesop Rock, Tame One & Breeze Brewin

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SICK TO DEATH mixtape

"YOU CAN'T WIN" - EPIC BEARD MEN (Sage Francis + B. Dolan)

SULLY - Seven Deadly Sins

1. Pride
2. Greed ft.: Ras Kass, Westside Bugg, & Crooked I
3. Lust ft.: Dirty Birdy, Xololanxinxo, & Tinigi Starr
4. Sloth*
5. Anger (Wrath) ft.: Ras Kass, 2Mex, & KRS-1
6. Gluttony ft.: Awol1, & Verble
7. Envy**
credits
released 20 November 2012
Cuts & Scratches by: DJ Rob Swift

Guitar by: Rafi Levy
Female Vocals by: Tinigi Starr

Backup Female Vocals (on “Lust”) by: Candice Boyd & Tabetha Dandy

Executive Producers: Sully & Craig Gonzales

Produced by: Sully
Co-Produced by: Westside Bugg

*Produced by: k-the-i???
**Produced by: J. Steez
Recorded by: Sully at Grimm Image Studios & The Roach Motel
Recording Second Engineers: Chris “Peb Rocks” Green & Westside Bugg

Mixed by: Skip Saylor for Skip Saylor Recording Company Inc. (Northridge, CA)
Mixing Second Engineer: Ian Blanch for Skip Saylor Recording Company Inc. (Northridge, CA)

Mastered by: Bernie Grundman for Bernie Grundman Mastering Studios (Hollywood, CA)

Artwork Design & Layout by: Haste
Photography by: Damir K. for Notion Studios

Anger [Wrath] (ft. Ras Kass, 2Mex, & KRS-One)

One of many tracks still listened to off Mood's 1997 debut album Doom. (Main Flow & Dante)

Secrets Of The Sand - Mood (Doom Album 1997)

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_8182413

THE ARMORY __________
Verse 1
You peoples got it twisted,
Im off this adrinaline rush teams,
crush dreams,
Main Flow's a bully that bust seams. That's what my workers for,
if you try to jerk us more,
circus tour,
sporting Gaza amour like the Turkish war. Master palace flow,
chalice and blow,
challenge the show,
high wire balancing pro.
Smashing your card,
i get rational hard,
crashing your yard,
harrassing like the National Guard. Boot and strange,
door to door loot and change,
rootin lanes
extra fire power for the shooting range. Dont let Tony speak,
i can make a phony weak,
pony geek,
buying ammunition off of Stoney Creek. Im where the lurks wait,
get the beserk rate,
seventy two round
nine milli that works great.
Chorus
it's the armory,
it's the armory,
the site of my weaponry the only thing calming me.
it's the armory,
it's the armory,
the site of my weaponry the only thing calming me.
it's the armory,
it's the armory,
the site of my weaponry the only thing calming me.
it's the armory,
it's the armory,
the site of my weaponry the only thing calming me.
Verse 2
The rap Marley relaxed,
i like to puff trees,
snuff d's,
laid up in the castle with nuff steeze.
Tuff fees,
cuff keys i seen enough freeze,
fluff g's,
selling independent with duff cheese.
Rap is a rare addiction,
hoping you can spare the fiction,
my vocals share the mixing,
for them cats that wear affliction.
A mean panler,
walking with teen Sandler,
green handler,
Duke Of Earl like Gene Chandler.
Flings and flights,
when i bring the lights,
what i sing in fights,
motivates the kings and knights.
So they can hope and build,
scope and get spilled,go get your dope and /Repeat Hook/deal,
broken shield,cope or get killed,
chocked in a open field.
She a snake lover,
choppers we make hover,
the cake Mother,
eyes stay awake when the jake smoother. You wanna bake brother,
looking like fake Glover,
brake shover,
you better run,you better take cover.
Chorus
KEEP ON LOVING ME _________________
Chorus
when the rain falls,
will you stand here by me? will you keep on loving? will you keep on loving me?
when the night comes,
will you lay down with me?
will you keep on loving me? will you keep on loving me?
Verse 1
Preparing to wine,
summertime sharing the Rhine,
got them people in the fitted cats, wearing your sign,
Who is Ken Griffey?
never keep the pen iffie,been spiffy, come in shifty,
he make buck spend fifty.
The rap James Brooks,
haters and lames look,the game book, the fame took from the same crook.
Let's compare stats,
hit with a rare bat,
spare flats,
and we wear them hats that say Bearcats. He Ocho Cinco,
eighty five,
black and orange Bengal stripes,
Queen City Fountain Square,
dinner with them single types.
I enhance more,
keep you in a trance for,
a Midnight Star,
No Parking On The Dance Floor,
I got a illy shot,
looking at them philly's plot,
really hot,
skyline like im at the chilly spot.
Dont confuse it yall,
or you can loose it all,
use it ball,
and sell out shows at the Music Hall.
Chorus Verse 2
Here is now,
praised for his theory and style,
connect the city like Miami, and the Erie Cannal.
Who is he John Cleves, smoking on them bomb trees, Dom please,calm seas,
far away from Cali and them palm trees. Aint jobs thuggin,
studio with mob plug in,
nob buggin
92 Van Exel, Bob Huggins.
Pay are fee,
obey are g,
getting famous like Venus Fly Trap, from KRP.
Heres what i do home,
hop up in that Range that's too chrome, true dome,
im the dictator of New Rome.
Riot's rocking cuss,
opting where the docter was,
cop the buzz,
you dont want gamble like Procter does. OH all round,
grew up in a small town,
raw sound,
seen it go from Riverfront to Paul Brown. People shoving g,
fitted like a glove and key,
Its hotter than the oven be,
the Nati keep on loving me.
Chorus

The Armory - Main Flow (2010)

From the "Copper Gone" album, available in all formats at Strange Famous Records: http://tinyurl.com/CopperGoneSFR 
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Atmosphere (Slug+Spawn), Beyond, I Self Devine of The Mircanots "Revival" [Produced By ANT]

"Revival" was featured on "History", the 4th Headshots Tape released in 1996 and was dedicated to the passing of Headshots member, Sess of The Abstract Pack.

Watch "A Moment In Rhymesayers Episode 2: Headshots Crew" now to learn more about how the Headsshots Crew came to be: http://bit.ly/RSE20vid-2

R.I.P Sess of The Abstract Pack (May 19th, 1975 - Oct. 10th 1996)

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Atmosphere (Slug+Spawn), Beyond, I Self Devine of The Micranots - Revival (1996)

The Headshots "Compensation" Tape (Vol. 3) was the first in the series to include actual songs from the Headshots crew, rather than just live performances like the two previous tapes. "Compensation" featured three 4-Track recordings from ANT's basement studio, a.k.a The Factory, including Beyond's "Cash Is Expensive" and two Atmosphere songs; "Mathematics" and "Vowel Movement". 

We decided to share "Vowel Movement" in connection with our new YouTube video series, "A Moment In Rhymesayers", which is celebrating 20 Years of Rhymesayers history through exclusive interviews and rare footage from those that lived it.
Episode 3 of "A Moment In Rhymesayers" covers the first three Headshots Tapes; Vol. 1: "WBBOY Sessions", Vol. 2: "Arrogance" and Vol. 3: "Compensation". In this episode, ANT, Slug and Siddiq discuss what inspired the idea for the Headshots Tape series, as well as how each of those first three tapes began and developed.

Be sure to subscribe to the series on YouTube. In our next episode, we will focus on Headshots Tape Vol. 4: "History", which was dedicated to Sess (of The Abstract Pack), who passed away in 1996. 

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Atmosphere - Vowel Movement (1996)

It Takes Time

Out n Round

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Aesop Rock & Homeboy Sandman - Enviromental Studies

This song is a bonus track, available for free download when you purchase Aesop Rock's album, "The Impossible Kid", at FifthElementOnline.com

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Aesop Rock - Syrup Feat. Homeboy Sandman & Open Mike Eagle

08 Indigo

From the "Human The Death Dance" album, available on CD & VINYL (signed) at: 
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--"Hell of a Year" LYRICS--
------------------------------------- 
It's been a hell of a year but I'm mentally prepared
to do a dance around the next couple medical scares.
I'm Fred Astaire with the metal wearing quickly off my tap shoes,
so I step quietly the way that cat's move.
But I'm bear-like. My head trapped in dear lights.
You can call me John, I'm writing letters to the dark side of the moon tonight.
My lovely Jane, you went away but the pain stayed,
so I'm sending you a package to the address where you traded names.
I made no claims on the identity theft.
I'm more concerned about the home with no amenities left.
It's already a mess. The dust piles like your junk mail,
so I eat away depression and crush the scale.
You find yourself on the opposite side of the spectrum...
emaciated on a strict diet of bed crumbs.
Me? I choose to wallow. I'll just swim in my fat.
You refuse to swallow so I see ribs from the back.
This isn't an attack--it's an admission of guilt.
I'm living in the past, kissing your ass, sipping your milk.
But it's all bone and curdle. I saw stones in a circle.
I stood in the middle, told myself riddles in a robe that's purple.
The murder weapon was an icicle.
Is that the reason why I'm standing in this puddle with my eyes so full?
I fight feelings like a war on drugs.
I'm a chemist with a test tube addiction, born through coffee mugs.
Our baby now is "all growed up."
Your car is still dead in my driveway while I wait for the tow truck.
And you know what? I know I drove you away.
I still don't think it was wrong so I don't know what to say.
It's been a tough year. You say that life ain't fair?
Guess what, baby...life ain't. Thems the breaks.
You say that life ain't worth it. But it is. You've gotta' work it.
Nobody's life is perfect

Yeah, you've been dealt a bad hand, placed against a stacked deck.
Been through all the cat scans and bad checks.
But I slashed your debt…not your wrists.
I couldn't help with anything else that became cancerous.
Halfway people with a full baby to bury
took a flame to the papier-mache sanctuary.
When the smoke clears, try not to stare directly in the light.
Also, don't stay in the dark as if that's what life is like.
It's just a series of unfortunate events,
but the messages we get are more important than death.
What's the rush?
I've got a shortness of breath.
What's the rush?
Running from you running from me.
It's the rush. The crush. The lust. The love-trust.
So what's the trouble? The busted bubble? The unjust?
That's just the way the cookie crumbles. It does suck.
Suck it up. We're all looking, but nothing's enough.
We used each other as a crutch. The clutch. The shift switches.
You couldn't just adjust, you combusted and ripped pictures.
This is why I'm not considered a saint?
Well, guess what? I ain't.

It's been a hell of a year...
You said that I ain't there, I ain't care, and life ain't fair.
It's been a hell of a trip...
You say my mind's unfit, I've been flip, and I ain't shit.
It's been a hell of a life...
You say that I ain't like the way I write and that ain't right.
It's been a hell of an attempt...
You say that I ain't meant for promises unkept
Well, guess what, darlin'…I'm a keep keep callin'.
Guess what, darlin'…I'm a keep keep callin'.
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Sage Francis - "Hell of a Year" (with lyrics)

Atmosphere-hold mine ft. blueprint, aesop rock, eyedea and illogic

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