Live at Pyramid Atlantic (EP)

by American Sinner

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Recorded live at the Island of the Dolls CD release party, Pyramid Atlantic, Silver Spring, Maryland, November 22, 2014.

Be sure to check out Island of the Dolls where the majority of these songs came from.


released January 1, 2015

Scott Sinner - Guitar, accordion, lead vocals
Plug Ug Lee - Drums, vocals
Nic Lavalier - Bass, keys, vocals



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American Sinner is a rock n' roll stiletto switchblade dance along the edge of a knife that opens up for stabbing. They are not your run-of-the-mill musical tricksters in harlequin unitards holding bouquets of flowers behind their backs. No!...they got it all -manliness like Bowie and femininity like Tina Turner. They got it all so when these boys are randy to rock, you better let 'em. ... more

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Track Name: Gold (Live)
Probably not born smart,
if you think that you were born lucky
Pain or fortune, such is risk

But gold is always near
And the big wheels keep on spinning
You’re figuring someone’s got to win

They all laughed when you rode into town backwards on a mule2
They sent you home penniless

For the love of God, for the taste of whiskey
Those hungers they’ll…they’ll do you in

Now your luck's as dry as those antelope skulls2
Kissed by Sands3, then forgot

For the love of gold…

1. I thought they put Jesus on a mule backwards and drove him into town. I’m frustrated that I can’t find this image of ridicule (again) in my bibles.
2. Antelopes are not native to the United States, but we could really use some.
3. The Sands Hotel was an historic Las Vegas Hotel & Casino that operated from 1952 to 1996. -Nic
Track Name: Haunted by You (Live)
I shook all night, my mind aching with hurt pride
As real as ghosts, as real as you or me
I’ll keep the story simple, the truth is more complicated
I’m haunted by you, you’ve never been, you can’t be

Last night I read your letters light with your perfume
Your soft voice always drove kind nails in me
All the sheets are hovering but then I can’t be certain
I’m haunted by you; you’ve never been; you can’t be

Last night I searched the photographs for a memory
I spent the evening clinging to your ghost

I shook all night, my mind aching with hurt pride
You’re a thousand miles away from me
Down here, the snow is falling. Do you even sense I miss you?
I’m haunted by you…
Track Name: Wayfaring Stranger (Live)
I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world of woe
There ain't no sickness, toil, nor danger
In that bright land to which I go

I'm going there to see my father
Said he'd meet me when I come
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home.

I know dark clouds gonna gather around me
I know my way be rough and steep
These beautiful fields lie just before me
Where god's redeemed their vigils keep

I'm going there to see my loved ones
Gone before me one by one

I'll soon be free these earthly trials
This body resting in your church yard
I'll drop this cross of self-denial
And I’ll go singing home to god

I'm going there to see my savior
To dwell with him no more to roam
Track Name: 483 (Live)
I awoke from the dark dreaming of you again
Slipped through the hollow between current and air
I was thinking of you, but you're not here
I try to find your face, but it’s never near enough

I don’t glow bright enough to leave
I only meant to say hello, I know how it must seem
Along the Ridges, detailed in iron and stone
I fade in and out, fired filament bones1

People and places with good souls
Must taste better.. to the demon folk
We were in love in the quiet in the dark
With your hands and your eyes you took me apart

Maybe you remember me?

Backbone of sticks and stones, numbers god only knows
Fractured family pride? An island cast aside
A lettered board2 calls out, I lack the strength of hand
A crowd of ravens3 pick through glass and sand

1. Fired filaments, as in old flash camera bulbs.
2. You may know this as a Ouija board. The ghost can’t remember or perhaps never knew the word.
3. A group of ravens are called an ‘unkindness’ or a ‘conspiracy.’
Track Name: Center of the World (Live)
I haven't slept in days and my stomach feels like a shrunken head controlling me
I can barely see, these cloud veiled stars only left to light my way
And when I wake I'll have even less idea just where I am
But that's the plan. Not going anywhere at all, The only place I'm going is away

Creeping away from the center of the world
Cause I can't stay and watch it all implode
You can say what you want about the fight or flight
I tried but my blood has boiled close to boiling dry

As for that Jesus, he will forgive you I'm sure cause that is his way
And I will someday, when these clouds of steam have washed out my eyes
But its not wise, not right now for me to stay
So I'll fade away, I'll slip away. Its the only way I'm sure we'll be safe