Howdy! This is Willi Brown checking back in with the world wide webs. It’s a wonder that this kooky experiment in technical connectedness has survived despite the best efforts of the Soviets and the Chinese and the NSA to wreck it for everyone else! I know that I’m probably going to take a lot of flak for that comment… but it’s all fun and games until somebody gets hurt.
Anyway, just kicking down a road again…
My record, “Scenic Route”, is now available as my first offering on Bandcamp! Still sounding fresh and funky and like I might’ve once been a few kinds of drugstore cowboy, this collection of a dozen SONGS is sure to please your inner hustler!
Sporting a new cover image – includes lyrics and a little snarky note about each track. Scenic Route Hoh!
OM – the ancient howl
thunder beat – heat
clang and dumb, the time sound
hot persistent beneath
the tiny murmurs of secret heads
shuffling past with small concern
of the immediate preceding
succeeding
moments
yes, the little now
so stack them up
yes, pause and rise up
and consider all this
smallness multiplied
and you can’t, can you?
it’ll overwhelm you, won’t it?
the immense hope and regret
expanding ever outward…
is the big bang
april 2003
Las Vegas probably poolside…
Now the hero’s got empty shoes
and the stand-in’s got the stage fright blues
they don’t get sick and the don’t get well
they spend their time a hangin’ around the ink well
Dyin’ from a pop disease
Crucified and the symptoms are these
Sex, Drugs, Money, Fame
It’s what the people want so I’m not to blame
Bridge:
Sign my paper with a manuscript
One way ticket to the kicking crypt
Where I can meet my devil say yakety-yak
Get my girl if I don’t look back
Lonely, in a crowded room
The music’s loud going boom boom!
Yeah what gets ya thru the night at the end of the day
No body understands a word you say