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“Algiers are one of the most exciting guitar groups we’ve heard from America in recent times, eschewing the shuffling norm for an exciting, politically charged racket that takes inspiration from gospel, the vicious guitar playing of Rowland S. Howard and the pleasing rattle of the drum machine.”

– The Quietus

“Gospel spook…a double-edged sword of religion and politics to slice through the pasty, vapid mess of pop culture in America.”

– Stereogum

“Dark stuff, but good grief they’ve got soul.”

– The Guardian

Franklin James Fisher:

lead vocals, backing vocals, guitar, piano, rhodes, wurlitzer, percussion, cello, drums, sampling

Ryan Mahan:

bass, TR- 808, Juno-6, ARP String Ensemble, Prophet-5, wurlitzer, programming, percussion, guitar, backing vocals

Lee Tesche:

guitar, prepared piano, prepared guitar, programming, backing vocals

Produced by Algiers and Tom Morris
Recorded and mixed by Tom Morris
Mastered by Carl Saff
Recorded April-June 2014 in London at 4AD Studios
Mixed at The Gun Factory

Remains

And the chained man sang in a sigh, “I feel like going home”
And the dokdar fell holding the shell of her child and said, “I feel like going on”
While the captors boast on how they lower your costs
The rich men gamble at the foot of the cross

We’re your careless mistake
We’re the spirits you raised
We are what remains…

And one-by-one they made the ants march down, down into the killing fields
And I know more than one place where you might never come back if you show how you really feel
But there’s a brand new show for you to watch today
So all the Western eyes can look the other way

We’re your careless mistake
We’re the spirits you raised
We are what remains…

Claudette

I wanted to forgive you and forget
But now I’m haunted by what replaces you instead
There’s no city whose end was so lamentable as Memphis
Today is not even a ruin
As I crack a smile while you fade to death
Oh no, Claudette

[I couldn’t help but crack a smile]

The further that you get, my darling
I’m filled with regret
Tall figures encircle us
You’re staggering in red
So cold and led astray
Betrayed by the Good Place
The God Crown in their outstretched hands
We’re forced to walk away
Then the wolves descend…

Oh Claudette, I knew you’d lead me astray
No Claudette, I don’t want you to stay
Go Claudette and drift away from the light
No Claudette, I can’t keep from smiling.

And When You Fall

You stripped the message
You changed the frame
Washed it white
And stole our name
Tried to slip away
Out the back door
Did you pull it off?
You cant be sure
Cause confusion
Hide behind
Misdirection
Lies implied
Hollow out the cultural tie
Replace it with your signifiers
So keep on down your ragged Mile
‘Cause we won’t be too far behind

And when you fall you’re gonna want to know who
Who it really was who took you down
And when you fall
We’ll be there waiting for you
No- there’s no exit. You can’t turn around

When you got it
You forgot it was never yours
You won’t know how but when it falls down
You’ll know exactly who we are

While you’re spending yourself,
We’re saving.
While you’re playing yourself
We’re planning.
While you’re folding your hand,
We’re holding
Where you’re ending yourself,
We begin.
While you’re sleeping on us,
We’re stalking.
When you jump at the gun,
We stand. Still. (We’re still standing).

And when you fall you’re gonna want to know who
Who it really was who took you down
And when you fall
We’ll be there waiting for you
There’s no exit. You can’t turn around

When you got it
You forgot it was never yours
No, you won’t know how
But when it falls down
You’ll know exactly who we are.

Blood

For all your love of soma
All my blood’s in vain
You say your history’s over
All of my blood’s in vain
Your television coma
All my blood’s in vain
It’s gone too far to change
All of my blood’s in vain

Flash across your screen
[They] got you in their hand
Fifteen minutes of freedom
Still 3/5 a man
Sterilize your conscience and disgrace your name
A healthy simulation
All my blood’s in vain

For all your love of soma
All my blood’s in vain
You say your history’s over
All my blood’s in vain
Your television coma
All my blood’s in vain
It’s gone too far to change
All of my blood’s in vain

Liquor stains your table
Women change your bed
You rise on Sunday morning
Just like the living dead
Your Hell is fornication
Your Heaven is the same
But master is complacent
So all of my blood’s in vain

For all your love of soma
All my blood’s in vain
You say your history’s over
All my blood’s in vain
Your television coma
All my blood’s in vain
It’s gone too far to change
All of my blood’s in vain

Four hundred years of torture
Four hundred years a slave
Dead just to watch you squander
Just what we tried to save
Now death is at your doorstep
And you’re still playing games
So drown in entertainment
Cause all our blood is in vain.

Old Girl

Oh Lord, what the devil sees in them
Oh Lord, what the devil sees…
Oh Lord, what the devil sees in them
Oh Lord, what the devil sees…
Oh Lord, what the devil sees in them
Down down down down…

Old girl, old girl
I know you’re rabid with disease
And your eyes say that you’re lying
So I don’t care where you sleep

Old girl, little girl
I know you get close with your friends
And every time I see you lying
I can feel you lying within

The dark can only hide you for so long
He’s going to find you where you sleep
And he’s going to make you wish for dawn

Old girl, little girl
You know your age don’t mean a thing
When all the years pile on like cancer
Just like the way you grew on me

Old girl, old girl
Don’t want to see your face again
I should have known what was the beginning
But now I know just how it ends

The dark can only hide you for so long
He’s going to find you where you sleep
And he’s going to make you wish for dawn

Old girl, old girl
Already dead before your time
Just like you took your life for granted
And then you sell your diamond skies
You better get your house in order
You better get your mind right
The darkest hour’s coming
And then we’ll all be out of time

The dark can only hide you for so long
He’s going to find you where you sleep
And he’s going to make us wish for dawn

Keep me waiting , Keep me still
Sprawled and pinned beneath your heel
Minutes clangor, Battle cries
Brittle conscience, Empty eyes
Killing slow the empty parts
Watching worlds fall apart
Misconstrue our precious time
Keep me watching falling skies
Keep me in the box you hide
Underneath your bed at night
No more siren, Cast her down
Seven circles, Further down.

Irony.Utility.Pretext.

They said it’s not enough just to shoot us down
It’s a sound that’s systematized
It’s a noise just to drown us out
But when your time is come we’ll all be there just to watch you fall
And then one-by-one all the parasites will just fall off

You put your vote in a ballot box – this one’s marked UNDP
Inscribe your tyrant’s name in blood
Choice is the guillotine

We’ll put our faith into Afro Pop in a decolonized context
Espouse the aesthetes’ contempt for ethos
Irony. Utility. Pretext.

…But all you can say is
“Embrace primitive man (la-la-la-la-la, you say)
“Destroy primitive man (la-la-la-la-la, you say)”

“With our art we’ll transcend again”

You put your hand out to shake
Then they export you in chains
You fought for centuries for change
And they gave you more of the same
They swapped the dogs and the cross for sublimated forestalling
They changed the names of the boss
Until you forgot who it was

Find your favorite color so you can wash it out in your hymns
Correcting primitive cracks into straight lines
Superiority is born again

We’ll put our faith into Afro Pop in a decolonized context
Espouse the aesthetes’ contempt for ethos
Irony. Utility. Pretext.

…But all you can say is…

But She Was Not Flying

I’m going home to see the king
He’s gonna take my pain away
I’m gonna see my friends again
If only I can make it in

But there’s a lizard with a human face
He says he’s standing for democracy
And every wealthy man has earned his place
As did the undeserving in their poverty
He told my brother that he wasn’t a man
He broke my sister down again and again
His fathers stole and wrote the laws of the land
And now he flips the coin of power with all of his friends
Deciding who is fit to go out and die
And who is black enough to be left behind
And who will model their exceptional lie
And just how many they can murder at the border line

I knew a women with a scale in her hand
They bound and gagged her with the laws of the land
She couldn’t tell what she was measuring
So they tilt the scale to meet their own personal ends
Saying “I’ll shoot your son if he’s out of line”
“I’ll rape your daughters underground where I hide”
“And I can murder anytime that I like”
“’’cause I’m protected at my left and my right”
“I got a side that says I’m only a man”
“Another side that puts the gun in my hand”
“I’ll trade your product of environment”
“For any alibi for consequence”

Black Eunuch

We are all walking in the dark with the scissors in our hand
We are there when you fall apart when there’s no one in your bed
We are all walking in the dark with the scissors in our hand
We are there when you fall apart when there’s no one in your bed

She said, “Please keep your smile away so we can still be friends”
I’m standing single file
While sex melts in my hand
Desiring other things
That other eyes in other rooms desire
They pay her with their diamond rings
Then she has me wait outside
Then they come crawling out

So, how dare you smile so sweet?
[We are there when you’re in the dark when there’s no one in your bed]
And how dare you speak so soft?
[We are there when you fall apart with no one to hold your head]
No, don’t try to undress me
No, nobody else at all
Nobody else at all
Nobody else at all.

Games

We bury ourselves in our bottles
We bury ourselves in our Bibles
And then you come around singing how Rome is burning
Why do you come around?

It’s all just a game until he walks through the door
Holding Death in his hand
Then he lets it unfold
Yesterday was the same
Or was it the day before?
I can’t be sure…
No, ‘cause I can’t keep up with this shit anymore

We bury ourselves in our bottles
We bury ourselves in our Bibles
And then you come around saying my house is burning
Why do you come around?

It’s all just a game save for your licence to kill
Yes, it’s all just a game
And I’ll be your favorite thrill
But I played myself too many times this year
Yes, I played myself too many times this year

We bury ourselves in our bottles
We bury ourselves in our Bibles
And then you come around setting my house on fire
Why do you come around?

In Parallax

He’s my Master
He’s my friend
He’s my spirit and my conscience
He’s my Master and He wont be here when they think
No.

Its been five months now and still no sign of peace
People wear the signs all over but still don’t know the meaning
The serpent sings in lamb’s wool- he says he’s come back for his people
He says he’s gonna fly them away forever in a dream
Two woes have uttered down and there’s one more to come
And this abomination is their kingdom come

But not one’s got the seal and i know that not a one is saved
By he who takes the first one
But by He who’s coming later

He’s my Master
He’s my friend
He’s my spirit and my conscience
He’s my Master and He wont be here when they think
No.

The sixth seal was broken, the sixth vial and then the trump
He said, “all you do is follow me and i’ll give you what you want”
But they’ve been taken out of season
and now they’re pregnant with his seed
This is the Great Falling Away- they’ve been infected and deceived
I can still hear old Moses a’calling: mourning all the lost
Yeah, they killed both him and Elijah just about three days ago

But not one’s got the seal and i know that not a one is saved
By he who takes the first one
But by He who’s coming later

He’s my Master
He’s my friend
He’s my spirit and my conscience
He’s my Master and He wont be here when they think
No.