Merchants Of Death

by Ancelmo James

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All songs written, recorded and produced by Ancelmo James in Brooklyn, NY, 2017.
All songs mixed and mastered by Aaron Hyzen at Nothing But Air Studios, Brooklyn, NY

All mixing, recording, engineering inquiries:
Nothingbutairstudio@gmail.com

Ancelmo James uses Fender guitars basses and amps, orange amps, Moog, Dave Smith and Roland synths, Rogers and Gretsch drums

This record is LOVE

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released July 4, 2017

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He makes original music. He lives in Brooklyn NY. His primary project aside from solo work is playing bass and synth in Quickly Quietly. Ancelmo also plays bass in Sweetcane ... more

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Track Name: Breakfast Of Amateurs
we all gone die/
end feels nigh

gota work together/
make the future better

people dyin, system got us in a choke hold/
the death grip, its so cold

though the human race come so far/
take a look at where we are

today isn't far enough/
tomorrow will be tough

way we living, this aint living/
its breakfast of amateurs

we aint livin/
this is breakfast of amateurs
Track Name: Aaron is a G
Aaron is a G
Track Name: Merchants Of Death
Power concepts, enemy domestic/
necessary illusions

death science, five sided system/
keeps peasants picking up the tab

morality fractured/
consent manufactured

merchants of death, tryin their best/
to put us down, wipe out all the rest/
bury us neath the ground, we won't go now/
nothing else to do but fight until i die

CoInTelPro, paid off to kill their own/
corporate welfare, banksters get their share
oil in water, death in the air/
bury their graves, we the rogue state

there will be a reckoning

merchants of death, tryin their best/
to put us down, wipe out all the rest/
bury us neath the ground, we won't go now/
nothing else to do but fight until i die

vile maxim, gain wealth, forgetting all but self
Track Name: End of the Day
lyin in bed in the morning with you and Coco/
roadtrippin big sur, anapoima to honda is real tho

eating out from coast to coast/
my days with you the most

over here losing sleep, watching this bad dream go from bad to worse/
this talk cheap, we just sheep, what does it all mean?

I dont know

End Of The Day

end of the day, i wanna spend my nights with you/
love in the morning more in the afternoon/
i love you yes i really do, i want you in my life its true
baby i want you

she's got a thing for social justice
(what a babe)
you know I've got a thing for her too/
she's hotter than the sun/
she fly like the moon

blow your mind like a beach on a star in the jungle, at the middle of a comet, where the desert meets the ocean, and your body and your mind feel the sky and the water

baby this. is . you.

End Of The Day

end of the day, i wanna spend my nights with you/
love in the morning more in the afternoon/
i love you yes i really do, i want you in my life its true
baby i want you
Track Name: End Feel Nigh
end feels nigh/ earth gona die
world will cry/ its our time

we made this world, now we gona sleep for it/
we are the asteroid
Track Name: 1117
within minutes i felt it. colors became very warm. so did my blood. a kind of calm panic came over me. it felt exactly like it feels when the L is really strong. thats the difference between a hit and getting drenched. everything became fuzzy, not in an unclear sense. this primary color, zero's and ones digital fuzziness. all the edges, all the surfaces had very fine concentric lines, i could see every layer of energy between everything and myself - everything was breathing. Lo's eyes became black holes. not scary, just endless blackness. He went to the lobby with no shoes on. this quickly flowed into what i would characterize as liquid geometry. infinite symmetric shapes with hard, definite edges and points yet that seem to float and bend like water, Ive always interpreted this interplay/dichotomy as the true expression of our reality...the universe. A reality that equally rarely, we aren't aware of or choose not to acknowledge. for this brief moment, although overwhelmed with fear, I was mesmerized by the visuals. they were extraordinary. this is where the analog and digital meet. the cosmos and the matrix blend together in an indescribably beautiful way. If only it ended there.

I kept shooting into outer space at light speed though. Its worth pointing out that when your perception is so affected that what you see and hear is so detached from what you know to be "reality" you REALLY start to question reality. In fact you start to heavily doubt everything you've ever believed. its a fear that paralyzes. In these situations, having people around you that you love and trust is paramount to keeping your sanity. Forever grateful.

my concept of time also became very distorted. The journey was so psychologically demanding that seconds stretched into hours, days to years. not uncommon in these scenarios. i soon found myself at the center of the most eternal struggle between good and evil/survival and destruction. the greatest test of will and strength I've ever known.

all of my energy I used to fight off the darkness. to fight off the schizophrenia.

While i was trapped in between every infinite possibility and dimension, i was also part of all of them. this sensation, in no uncertain terms, was... fucking insane. while subject to this brutal incarceration, i was also able to manipulate this multiverse. for moments god like powers seemed to be within my minds grasp.


i could, in ways, affect all the energy around me. my soul had made a psychotic pitstop in between cosmic channels that i was sure would last forever. like my brain was the tracking fuzz on an old tv screen that splits the static from the top and bottom half. i wasn't here. i wasn't anywhere. but i was everywhere. all time and space whizzing by me all the while at eternities per second.

i went far beyond death. i would've welcomed death in the face of such unending cerebral overdrive.


i was saying my goodbyes, looking back on my life, lamenting regrets, of which - this was my greatest.


I was holding on to those that i loved as if i was standing in the face of a mushroom cloud... a nuclear explosion that doesn't kill you. TIME. its always time