Soul Night, by Timezone LaFontaine

Soul Night

by Timezone LaFontaine

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1.	Foolsgold 06:02	lyrics	buy track
Foolsgold beat's tight – heat's right, simmering – pre-flight – streetlights shimmering lay tracks in the first rain drops on the blacktop low rain clouds in the night the backdrop gun the gas, hit the ramp, catch air til the ride lands, break left kill the lights, kick the clutch in, shift gears – check the gift fill the airwaves, def, respect in it nightside, ease to the roadside bass and cicadas, breeze and low tide streets like mirrors – now the rain has passed by stoplights flash yellow, mellow in the dashlight style in sonic – atomic fusion raw and honest through veiled illusion allude impressions – crafting lyrical pointillism dimension spherical shave ice with the cream high strung – is it a dream? light mosaics, swift as shadowfax rush like freshets, flooded cataracts skyscape resembles a timelapse toys step back and tremble when time raps abstract – exact for the showcase downshift – ease back to the slow pace way past – massive as parcel post chase cash – captive like starving ghosts every evening, weaving through avenues believe in a dream – focus on gratitude every episode – nightfall, open road long hauls, close calls, soul overload overflow til the rhyme scheme forms up four string tube amp head warms up delivering work – wordsmith like christopher kirk words like blades – blood sprays the page flipside of the sunrays, razor's edge, tipped by one phrase, brave the ledge kicks incurred by capital spurs gadgets incite the passion of herds after all's said, is it all a scam? They sell pepper's ghost and call it a hologram bait and switch, roll the steelbelts sound of crushed gravel bounce in the wheelwells power to poets allays the rising fear sound and the flow in arrays of knives in spheres constellations reflections between the clouds as they shift directions cross-sections of thought in diagrams take a blind man's hand, guide him to an eye exam give 'em a rhythm and a reason to live again twist the ignition, time to give a damn tell you one thing, ain't never gonna let it go vinyl, turntable, tape deck, spin, vertigo when you got it then you know it's hard to handle that step it to the fore if you can't keep standing back live and immediate – right when we're feeling it light in your eyes, night skies are revealing it never relent – set on ascent hey, where you been, Time? Man, paying the rent deepen the game, right? and trouble steadily keeping the flame alive in 2017 time of the preacherman and teaching is through zone is the name, but the stranger to you sound summed up one time in the right way moonlight reflecting on a double-edged knife blade dial back, til the vibe is apropos zone was born to burn, still no status quo
2.	Southland Skies 03:44	lyrics	buy track
Southland Skies Back at it again – soul night tracks starting to blend – hold tight feel that song coming on like a cool breeze sweet relief from the noon heat – move these new beats through darkside in moonlight bass live – pure sure and it's tuned right through time – new rhymes on the blue line feline – smooth style on the design it's a long way to the next day hit play – ease up to the freeway trees sway, windsong overlaid a triplet rhythm of ride on cicadas' voicetone by luna essential metallic symphonic, lull and crescendo Break through – starscapes amaze you praise truth and heart to raise roofs Phrase new – best express the ancient set portraits that ain't been painted yet all the while, holding court on high the starry expanse of the southern sky southland skies with the stars like diamonds that's what it feels like – that's what I been thru from all the delight to the intense blue no rewrites to the past of days provide free rides to the castaways we got room, you wanna get in because the full bloom from the beginning it's a seed that needs love and nurturing nourishing beats with lyrics furthering clear minds and skies of crystalline rewind if you feel you missed a rhyme this night ain't gon be like the last one that's right – in the shadow of the vast sun evening weaving thru – believe in you freedom's due to sing a thing or two sing a song of soul for the nightfall nod your dome – the poem's sure tight y'all got no lack in that aspect an ice cold fact so show y'all's respect you'll get that back as i'm giving you the resonance we've been living through
3.	Graveyard Shift 03:49	lyrics	buy track
Graveyard Shift Another page in the tale of the graves another stage in the unpaved trail that we blaze another night's work in the starlight same as last night and tomorrow night airtight artwork from the archive dream archetypes cold keep the fire alive more grist for the millstone back home handclaps crack like fractured backbones hit the interstate downshift heel toe drift technique exhilarate oil on the street – iridescent hues test the tune under crescent moon all live bass guitar boom and bombast combat rock type pirate broadcast endless time – start driving through it blend the rhyme – spark lighter fluid audio spiraling – weightless – in filigree spread virally to bass devotees sound energy – unexpectedness omnipresent freshness – decadence check the graveyard shift type cut midnight hour – nightowls rise up next gear – tires leave the tarmac test drive – we ain't bringing the car back raw beats flowing – to each his own launch sharpened poems from the speaker cone lancet, sabre, switchblade, scythe nine long lives and ninety-nine strong knives carbon steel polished like a looking glass start fire like a match to the cooking gas third shift crew – blades carving through open your eyes up – un chien andalou plus rhymes by JSUN
4.	Chopshop (Interlude) 00:39	info	buy track
5.	Heavier Than Ever 05:49	lyrics	buy track
Heavier Than Ever Highways in the sphere of astronomy soul anomaly, heavy as I wanna be 70 plus in this cat's discography head nod is the whole choreography think you got that? I knew you could pump up the track til it thump like it should tuned like the deadzone til it feels tight write and rewrite the rhymes I recite reveal light to clear confusion, man love's the one real thing in illusionland perseverence – endurance forgiveness if you choose to venture the currents wind and water, like chisels to stone blades unseen, unsung and unknown nevertheless it's legit coalescing the slice with the snare precise in the trap kit call it a gift – i'm bereft of 'quit' improve on the groove – get attuned when I shift it slow roll in the soul as I travel fried vinyl crackle – tires crush gravel grind in the vocal – plate tectonics gondwanaland style in the sonics patient process – no way to stop it make you say gravity check – drop it heavier than ever plus rhymes by Cheese n Pot-C
6.	Drive Through Midnight 04:26	lyrics	buy track
Drive Through Midnight this ain't a lab – floor is concrete slab walls cinderblock – blue note cloth tapestry print – minimal money spent equipment's all used – all the jacks are loose aces wild – deuce display the style stay a while – on the highway play the file flac encoded – back and loaded heartache flowed it – hard to hold it gotta break it to shine the light hard to take it this time of night balm to the soul – songs to unfold dawn's far away – dusk is long ago the road rolls – extends eternally now serenity expressed as burning in sound intensifier – wanna bring it higher smoke in the blue ridge – call it a signal fire drive through the midnight – keep the road in sight span emptiness like a bridge might long haul drivers – poets pulling all-nighters insight for the fighters and the freedom riders as for why the blend is fly intenseness can't know the middle til you know where the end is what you find – what you brought how much more time do you think you got you wanna make a bet? you say you ain't where you're going yet well, there's no way of knowing that any act could be the last you perform just a fact to affirm – no cause for alarm lost souls strive to strike fear in the heart erase steps forward back to nearer the start when we thought we were reaching the dawn the horizon recedes and the night goes on indeed... old souls, not to speak on their behalf, gotta play the long game to navigate the dark path and my type strive to keep the rhymes tight describe the vibe of the firelight soul on the road – engine pumps pistons switch gears from groove to resistance in ill halls, shrill calls to build walls reptile mind style – one size fits all amid confusion demagogues shout supposed solutions power grab's what that's about divide and conquer tactics degrade – attract dogmatic fanatics smother thought that's critical cast the others as the stereotypical criminal desensitize anesthetized headset disinclined to empathize in that OLED glow, size of the parlor wall 451 if y'all still recall kids killed by cops gunshots mothers grieve, killers get paid leave
7.	Papa Made Out Like a Bandit 05:25	lyrics	buy track
Papa Made Out Like a Bandit another track on the path i choose when other cats were just passing through thanks for coming – slumming lemme tell you something i keep the low tones humming toys done in fresh noise in the blend cleanse from beginning to end when i'm spinning the pen spyrographical exact flex autobiographical – i snap necks, live with the four string sowing seeds – so it's free poetry – you know it's me time to the z – rhymes that'll be divine designs intertwined in the beat drop the inkblot for the rorschach think my gear's shot? still in earshot bloodclots wanna act like a ratchetjaw so fast with the smacktalk hatchet job but when you step to check the back catalog whole lotta wack lack and "i haven't got..." I don't waste time on the bassline carolina groove bbq – wanna taste mine fatcats, save the coveted cash you hold no covenant recovers your absent soul keep the trip you wanna lay on me unfocused anger and lame ennui expressing pensive fear with expensive gear i'm more like a lens – intense and clear like a blade made of crystal look at the ground, see your hand still holding the pistol papa made out like a bandit
8.	On Til Dawn (Interlude) 00:42	info	buy track
9.	Keep Your Blades Sharp 04:11	lyrics	buy track
Keep Your Blades Sharp bless this time of timelessness each day's challenge is to find balances refine talents in rhyme malice's absence in this is love's practice divine synthesize the style in the mix slip off your kicks turn it up – i'm up to old tricks play cool – tune thoughts to breath control mic technique exact – exceptional still in defiance – build self reliance trying to do right through the blue night the soul night – the whole night through – enact the cut my saw blade's sharp, and that's what's up purified flow with the skill instilled each pass on the path is distilled with force of will drop tunes though the opportune moments are few and far between – no postponing when the chance arise cause if you're waiting on a flawless block of the clock face to rock you'll waste the shots you've got to break through stay true – focused – patient – make do all opportunities available optimized rephrase and rewrite if it ain't rocking right rhythm to the rhyme to the lateral flex balanced with the meaning you strive to express calibrate as circumstance necessitates next integrate all lessons and levitate whether best known or less known the edge of my blade stays next to the whetstone the song plays – no wrong way or right way cold-blooded knifeplay – night on the highway ride keeps rolling through the soul, ethereal style is subtle like the dark materials plus rhymes by Donnie Ozone
10.	Nighthawks 04:58	lyrics	buy track
Nighthawks Def expression – fresh in phrase a unique track creator – stepping razor treat me good – backed by the triple 8 beat generator – reinvigorate slaughter's big rip off – timezone's flip off essential listening – hell with the lid off riff on the myth of rock for millenials relevant – everpresent – perennials burners in high contrast – a zephyr from down south to the black rock desert aerosolar flare – wildstyle in freeflow freefall – y'all better look out below comes down heavy as the night train raw sound with the nuance of light rain incense smoke for atmospherics yo intense flows – most cats don't hear it though makes no nevermind – in this endeavor i'm preparing minds to shift paradigms it's encoded – note it as a postscript hope you dig the motif of the road trip designed to elicit the vibe and feel of the nighttime behind the wheel when you're on that road – no map or gps dead reckoning – sometimes you second guess the path's defined by conscience, heart and mind search for signs – sometimes they're hard to find glad to have some fellow travelers crafters of rhymeflow – sample scavengers we remain true to the spirit still got love – you can feel it and hear it a stack of tracks – zone adds another carve through steel like a plasma cutter lyrics command dance floors emanicipate spirit – friendly as a hand grenade truth and soul – classic albums nighthawks take flight – slash with talons climb – elevate – gain perspective landscapes – timespace – stay perceptive minds open – edge of the prop blade rhymes flowing – legend that's not played underground tracks with raw tenacity pedal to the metal – high velocity long exposure – streaks like star trails keep composure strong as art rails against oppressors hearts gravitate to soul expressions sparks activate to flames – reach the sky sweep through – once-devastated spaces can renew take it serious – your place in all this twist of fate or whatever you call this site of healing – dial the style up protect – respect – raise my child up short on cash but cherish the time we share richer than the well-paid one who's barely there dope basslines and beats – my style employs wheels on the path of blacktop and wind noise elements such as these as i'm telling it high end gear and labels irrelevant sonic sanctuary for visionaries gain strength together like tributaries form rivers that flow to the deep blue may peace in the oneness keep you ascend to skies – clouds illumined by luna def tunes for nighthawks to groove in
11.	The Road Goes On Forever 04:51	info	buy track

about

Somewhere in a parallel dimension, the latest material by inveterate underground hip-hop instigator Timezone LaFontaine blends seamlessly with The Who’s "Eminence Front" and Thin Lizzy’s "Johnny the Fox Meets Jimmy the Weed." Not merely content with shifting the paradigm, Timezone LaFontaine completely rearranges the paradigm into the form of a sentient, free-floating Moebius strip. The Moebius strip knows what time it is. It heads out on the road to find some music lovers who know how to get down with something coldblooded. The Moebius strip then approaches YOU at the stroke of midnight. It hands you the keys to a 1969 Pontiac GTO Judge, a joint, and the new Timezone LaFontaine album, Soul Night. You ease into the driver’s seat and survey the open road in front of you. The clouds part and reveal a full moon reflected in the wet pavement of a recently-passed storm. Without hesitation, you turn the key and feel the rumble of the 370 horsepower V8 engine. You hear a sinister live bass growl, all wrapped up in vinyl crackle and subtle digital glitchery. The sound of the wind along the coastal highway mixes exquisitely with Timezone LaFontaine’s deftly labyrinthine lyrics. The rhymes are a tapestry of observational musings interwoven with nods to Willie Nelson, Isaac Asimov, Fishbone, Edward Hopper, Tackhead, Salvador Dali, MC 900 Ft. Jesus, and Ray Bradbury. The beats sound like an unreleased Wax Trax! record has traveled in time back to 1974 and shacked up in a pirate radio collective. The synths sound like a tiger flexing its paws ecstatically on a Minimoog. As the bassline slithers hypnotically up and down your spine, you glance in the rear view mirror and notice the spirits of Waylon Jennings and Bernie Worrell in the back seat snapping their necks in a state of mellow euphoria. You look to the passenger seat and see your soulmate flipping off a shambling mob of zombie emcees. They weren’t invited to the proceedings because all the guest vocal slots were occupied by a who’s who of underground heavyweights: Camo, JSUN, Cheese N Pot-C, Sloe-T & Seed Verb, Donnie Ozone, Czech Norris, and The Impossebulls. It’s the endless road in the light of the moon. It’s your own reflection in a crystal-clear mirror of ultimate badness. It’s Timezone LaFontaine’s Soul Night.