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Member Since: 8/25/2007
Band Website: For booking message me through this page
Band Members: Felisa- Guitar, mandolin, rudimentary fiddle, kazoo and banjo
Influences: Toltec philosophy, Books of adventurous and genuine spirit, Sarah vaughan, Julia Butterfly, Thelonious Monk, Skateboarding, picking flowers, beautiful friendships, my daughter and other half Gringie, IPA’s yum, Mama and papa, Mother Mcrees Uptown Jug band, Jug bands, Billie Holiday, Townes Van Zant, Warren Zevon, Jerry Garcia, Karen Dalton, Be Good tanyas, Sprout Farm, Yonder Mountain, Gillian Welch, David Rawlings kickass guitar licks, Pigpen, Janis Joplin, Gershwin, Brodskys Quartet, Tom Waits, Aretha Franklin, Frank Zappa, Vladimir of Carlsbad, Rebecca Slaven, Railroad Earth, John Hartford, Neil Young, folk art, children, people that work towards sustainable living, Jim henson, lucid dreams when floating above earth, gypsy old time music, camping, Native american philosophy, and everything under the sun thats positive vibrationsTom Brown jr is a wilderness survival expert he learned to track from a apache shaman called Stalking Wolf, Tom is very insightful. In these books he speaks of the vision for this planet. How we must not live in complacency, and to fight for our mother earth. Truly one of my heroes! If your looking for a good book I strongly recommend this one, it will make you really understand the urgency of the earths need for us to protect her. Im sure alot of us understand that but what can we do to help? I could not put this book down!
Alexander Supertramp!
Sounds Like: Building your home with your hands. Buffalo Horses hooves against the earth
LYRICS- Butter Bean-
Oh my my my my my little butter bean I love you so, you jus dont ever know whooah. I held you up to the brilliant light to better see you. A raggamuffin love. Let me hide you in the breast of the canyons, theyll never know. Scratch the surface of that rock there is a gem you’ll never know.It was july Allspice and Cordite hung litely in the air.
LYRICS- victrola-
When I was young fresh cut from the land they placed me near the river bank a man sat down and scratched his crown smoking his rolled cigarettes. This trunk bled its bareness as I layed by my saplings. He said we’ll haul the lumber from canada. Make a pretty penny for my darlin Sue MM hmmm. I’ve heard whispers in the forrest of the lumber jack. Its been a drop that trembled a wave in the sea of our consciousness. I knew the trouble ahead. So as it may they bartered us out to carpenters and factories. I was carved into a victrola. Now I make funny noises that tickle my belly or make humans bounce. Time passes on, another song. The radio has taken my place. I move slowley to the attic, but hey atleast I got a window view. And many days and night pass till he found me. Called me sweet thang, showed me jazz. Now on days like this I sit in this house and resonate to Shostacovich mm hmm. Now on days like this I sit in this house and resonate to Bille Holiday BRR brr Brrrr. When I was young fresh cut from the land.
LYRICS- The Tiger mans wife-
Oh wont you be my best friend I like the way you smile. Sunday morning feelin good. She was riding the dragon flys, soaring with the light bugs. Tom thumbs brother threw gum in our hair. Oh mama hes so mean, to me, he teases me too. O so shy with the holes in your shirt. Dirty faces with smeared war paint you really do! Let magic in. The warriors and their croonies. Crazy girls dressed up in circus clothes trapeze acts. The tiger mans wife, has a tattoo. She likes the dark meat on the rottiserie. THey bake dirt pies on all hallows eve. YOu really do, let magic in the warriors and their croonies. Oh wont you be my best friend I like the way you smile.
Record Label: Dental Records
Type of Label: None