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Outlier

by Mrs. Skannotto

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The Outlier 02:47
I'm gonna Wait 'til the moment comes Wait 'til the moment comes Well I better Wait 'til the moment comes Wait 'til the moment comes Yeah I better wait What's that you've signed Are you out of your mind What a waste of sovereignty No sense of pride Or patience applied To say you're aligned with Generality It's plain enough to me No… I'm gonna Wait 'til the moment comes Wait 'til the moment comes I don't wanna Hate what I may become I'll wait 'til the war is won Yeah, I better wait Look what you've done Who's side are you on What a trade for sanity No common ground Or candor you've found Could rationalize this Blanket amnesty Not enough for me No… I'm gonna Wait 'til the moment comes Wait 'til the moment comes Well I'd rather Stay 'til the will goes numb & wait 'til the moment comes Will I, will I, will I... Will I always Wait 'til the moment comes Wait 'til the moment comes Yeah I better Taste the blood on my tongue & wait 'til the war is won Well I better wait
2.
The Zealot 02:57
The Zealot doesn't know it His disciples don't agree They're all afraid to show it But it's obvious to me They meant to heed his warning & let him lead the way But it's difficult to follow I'm sure that's what they'll say There's a long way back by now Or one way down Now the spell is broken & the jaded start to flee Contrition goes unspoken But it's all the same to me The Zealot seems in mourning He's tethered to the floor A credence self-informing needs obstinate support Now I see it sober I guess I've been set free A choice to start it over Or dive into the breach Uncertainty's insipid It's awkward & mundane But here they go, back to bona fide I think I'd rather stay Way down
3.
.tribe 04:09
Once I bet on forming A better way To watch the story fold I began unclothing A more innate devotion Woven low A better way To keep on going A better way To form the message & let us all enact our glory & leave a record wrapped intact to grow But if I came here to be left alone Then your reaction to me is best unknown (But) I should've seen the warning To follow The tribe… Once again I'm burning Recrimination candles & all told I could call it working & leave an almanac Unpacked to probe You better wait & Keep on guessing You better wait To form the lesson & we can all redact our story A coalition cracked & made up To wade up by the shore Freely follow Seal me hollow Conceal me Why follow
4.
You gave me the losing side What'd you think, I would let it slide into hate 'Cause it happened before Only the ghosts will remain once you close the door Don't let me wait for someone to call it decline. Won't hear me say: "what an honor for keeping us guessing" Don't have me pay for the muse at your side Choosing your pride as we lose your soul The world's heard it all before Once you blink, they let it go, clean the slate Everyone picks a side It don't mean they're all meant to gain what your pain implied Don't let me stay for someone to come & decide Don't care to wait for an adage you gave as a blessing Won't hear me pray for the faith that you stole You can control when we lose your soul Don't let me lose your soul They gave you the losing side What'd they think, you would let them ride on your fate Through the crack in the door Don't tease the ghosts at the gait that you can't ignore Don't hesitate for someone to spy a design A simple bait, unworthy of even confessing A Forth Estate to abuse & cajole & use as a spine while we lose your soul They can't hurt you anymore With your virtue embedded for them to sate Through the cracks in the floor It won't fill the vacuous facts you've been vetted for Don't run away, inviting your burden to hide Make no mistake, there's a hollow in need of addressing Another day with abuse as your guide Choosing your side as we lose your soul Don't let me lose your soul
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Phantom Pain 02:49
There's a heightened sense of urgency Bringing me back to the fold Defiance & perversity Tired of being controlled (The phantom pain of an amputee Feeling its way through the cold, to a…) There's a heightened sense of urgency A heightened sense of urgency It's been a long, tame Comical decline We wanted pain But we're coming up victim prone & quality controlled Vetted all the way To conform to the mold A sing-along song trade They buy it every time Attenuate 'till the Formula fits the tone A poverty of soul Bet it all the way Who can blame What's been done before They play the wrong game & it's better to deny They wanted fame So they follow the system clone polled, paid, & sold & rated on display Too decayed to ignore It's been a long con played on Plentiful supply The indignation of Aberrant wayward proles Who won't conform to the goal Fed into the vein To the frame of a common core
6.
Entropy 06:09
Let it wait you told me Don't destroy the message What's a miracle One to bait the notion One to keep them guessing Cleaner to control The truth will be the bone So savor the meat & watch us hobble on & chain you with wings What's a miracle Let's do it over One set to save, one to ignore Let's do it over The reasons you gave were riddled & worn (No sense a lifetime living with war) Let's do it over Words were made to sow Rein it in you told me Weighed to hold moments Balanced to be sold One to wane the border Broken in the making One to brace the mold The truth will be alone So save your defeat & watch us peddle on & chain you with wings What's a miracle
7.
Way Home 04:41
How long do we have to reside In a place we've surrounded with bones The wrong kind of waste A home with no door & here we go, one way, forever The bored god waits, alone with design Until we know why Heal me over On my way home How long are we meant to be blind To a place we were long to behold The dull, steady pace of under control Where here we close away our wonder The lost god waits, alone with design Until we know why Heal me over On my way home Where'd you go, my amazement How could you walk out on me Once so guided & graceful Now there's no guarantee Until we know, I won't surrender While the patient god awaits Alone with desire If you see me close my eyes Then raise me over Guide my way home
8.
Big Mother 03:03
It's not your burden to be bemoan I know, I know, I know! Simple servility is All you'll beg to show Listen to me & need what I say Don't hold your duty to owe This independence will bend to decay With only your will to control We're not concerned with your intent Just smile & temper your dissent Display your duty to owe You'll acquiesce & stress A subtle sense of variance in tone Oh, what a truth to behold It's not your duty to atone I don't, I don't, I don't! We'll try to lesson your Obsession with your soul We think it clever, your design To fake whatever you can find To bind your beauty below You'll be audacious in your Gracious shift to subtle faith in laws It's now your duty to owe
9.
Cadence 05:08
Don't make a sound I'm running on pretense & I won't let you follow 'Cause you're starting to make sense & I'd rather bury My patience When the world gets so hollow You fill it with cadence For some reason We can't hold our cohesion Where did the bind go It's uneven We can't let this void deepen What makes you stay, oh Where did the time go (What makes you sane, oh Where did my mind go) Show me a sign That you're wearing the stasis & I won't let you wallow I'll carry the weightless I'd much rather share it My hatred When the world sets on fire You make it contagious For some reason We can't form a faux Eden Where did the light go There's no beacon We can't let our soul weaken For some reason… Where did the bind go Where did the time go Where did the light go Where did my mind go Where did my mind go
10.
I Don't Care 02:56
You can stare 'til your Face starts twitchin' I don't care I don't care You run your mouth Like you're on a mission I don't care anymore Disinclined to invite your attrition I don't care I don't care You let it out But I don't care anymore So forceful, the way you turn to me More strange though Your story couldn't be less interesting It's in your eyes You're already on what next to say You turn down the radio for Your song of praise to mediocrity You can stare 'til your Face starts twitchin' I don't care I don't care You scream & shout Like you're on commission I don't care anymore Unimpressed with the Line you're pitching I don't care I don't care Just let it out But I don't care anymore Close quarters incarcerating me So tired Your cry inspired seething apathy & I'm inclined to drive you to Drown in my disdain & tear down the podium for your Humdrum, droning undertow of sound 'Cause I don't care anymore ...No Syncopate the inessential lore From your cacophony of clown Because unbound I found it most insipid Vapid unrelenting self-absorption A pablum so profound Fasten your trap, old chap Or I'm bound to suffocate You can stare 'til your Face starts twitchin' I don't care I don't care Please allow me an intermission I don't care anymore You can grind on your blind audition I don't care I don't care You're just a lout & I don't care anymore
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about

The latest release from alternative ska-rock band Mrs. Skannotto was created while the band was taking a victory lap following two years of national touring — and they have crossed the finish line with overflowing creative energy and a musical depth that comes only when experience and passion are this deeply rooted. From reggae and third-wave ska to punk and heavy rock, “Outlier” reflects the eclectic musical backgrounds and styles of its six Rochester, N.Y.-based musicians. The album is an exploration of divergent musical genres that ultimately delivers an original and intriguing sound. Listening from front to back, the 11 songs explode as the smooth yet powerful vocals blend with ambitious guitar grooves and the dramatic drums, bass, and horns drive the tracks’ rhythmic energy and clever lyrics, making you think and then dance … and then hit the play button over and over again.

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released April 1, 2014

Mrs. Skannotto is:
Joe Harmon - Vocals
Mike Frederick - Guitar
Justin Lloyd - Trumpet
Dan Carter - Bass
Evan Dobbins - Trombone
Alex Bochetto - Drums

Recorded by Matt Goodwin @ Hope Alive Media, Farmington, NY

Mixed & Mastered by Matthew Saccuccimorano, Scaramanga Industries @ Moonbase Alphalfa, Ithaca, NY

Produced by Mrs. Skannotto

Album art by Joey Foote

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