Atmosphere – Really video

Atmosphere – Really (Official Video)

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Director: Melby
Co-Director: Gabe Nunez
Producer: Cody Shelgren
Stunt Coordinator: Gabe Nunez
Slug Stunt Double: Gabe Nunez
Reverie Stunt Double: Lex Garcia
Goon 1: Tim Soergel
Goon 2: Sinilau Tauteoli
Goon 3: Tigi Hill
Fire Safety Coordinator: Tim Soergel
Fire Safety: Rich King
Additional Fire Safety: Victor Lopez
Director of Photographer: Pierre Habib
1st AC: Jared Kruger
Gaffer: Gio Palacino
Key Grip: Nathan Trumbull
Swing: Christopher Grajales
Production Assistants: Noah Sher
Editor: Mason Makram
Assist: Russel Anway
Motion Graphics & VFX: Joe Dressel
Sound Mix: Ben Allison
Dog: Yogurt

Produced, written and performed by Atmosphere (Sean “Slug” Daley and Anthony “Ant” Davis)
Additional vocals courtesy of Reverie, Ruth Koleva and RA The Rugged Man
Mixed by Joe Mabbott at The Hideaway Studios, MPLS
Mastered by Joe LaPorta at Sterling Sound, NYC

LYRICS:
So turn it up until it makes me flinch
I still remember nineteen eighty-six
Six six in the morning I was doggin’ wax
Tryin’ to pocket the scratch like I’m dodgin’ the draft
I’ll probably have to call you back after dinner
Fresh snow to camouflage tracks through the winter
Ain’t nobody listenin’ I might as well be whisperin’
Shift it in to drive and let’s try to keep it linear
I stayed inside and hibernated like the grizzliest bear
And still had the busiest year
Tryin’ to spend less time skinny dippin with spirits
But reality’s gravity keeps pullin’ me near it
Got me starin’ at the cherries in a bowl
Put the fire to the flower, take a calculated pull
Exhale and drop a prayer like a bomb
Let me rock you let me rock you Chaka Khan

I’m tryin’ to learn to be as fresh as you
But the security won’t let me through
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
And everybody knows we’re being lied to
But we all just tryin’ to stay alive too
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do

I’m tryin’ to soak up as much of the smoke that I can hold
But never switch your notes up just to vote popular
Roger told you so rough it’s so tough
Don’t ever stop the show when you know that you’re a show stopper
From Minneap but i’ll bring it to your cul-de-sac
We’re gonna party like we just got the deposit back
Bought a cadillac just for the nostalgia
Now my sons lookin’ at me like what the fucks an almanac
I told him google it, yeah I got dad jokes
Superhuman disguised as an asshole
Trying to find a word to deliver to the choir
With my horse and a sword that was forged in a forest fire
And I don’t admire what you’ve acquired
A crown of barbwire all around your empire
We got enough brains to get out of the rain
But we still get drug to the bottom of the drain
I’ll reflect your love til they connect the cuffs
Until there ain’t nobody left to judge and blame
Go ahead and complain about the state of everything
I’ve got a song for that, turn me up and let sing

I’m tryin’ to learn to be as fresh as you
But the security won’t let me through
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
And everybody knows we’re being lied to
But we all just tryin’ to stay alive too
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do
Really y’all ain’t got nothin’ better to do