Waylon, Willie, Hank Thompson, Gram, Townes and Tubb, Merle, Creedence, Sir Douglas, Terry Allen, Byrds, Dan Penn, Lightnin' Hopkins, Love, T. Rex, The Dude, Eddie Hinton, Phil Spector, Mott the Hoople, Art Pepper, Gabor Szabo, Dexys, Paul Williams, and a cast of thousands...even you!
Sounds Like
Out there on the road Doug Sahm blew a tire and ended up in a peyote patch. We came to help get him out of a certain ditch, hung out, and here you hear the further. It's the sound of long summers and Tecate on ice... of bowling shoes on a frantic barman scuttling across the floors of empty taverns...dusty songs wrought out of miles of road, scrambling around a desert to play for a few faces and a dog. That old dog sure did love us. So roll a number, kick up some feet, and let the wayward wind bring you our music on its broken wings. Enjoy!
To my friends, fans, and fellow artists, I wanted to let you know that my top friend, Alexa Ray Joel, will be performing tomorrow night, Thursday, May 10th, on Jimmy Kimmel live on ABC. This is Alexa's first live national performance. She's been on the road playing small venues for a year and a half. I thought you would all like to know about this opportunity to see her perform and I hope you don't mind my using a comment to tell you about it.
APOLOGIES IF U DON'T LIVE IN LA...RTX TOO CHEAP TO BUY THE PROPER PROGRAM FOR ME TO SERVICE ZIP CODES...SO BUY THEIR GOD DAMN RECORD SO I CAN STEP THIS MESS UP!
hello, i met you in LA a couple of years ago when staying with a friend Cari - glad to see you're playing SXSW! if you're ever over in the UK i'd love to put you on in Wales, take care liz x
I wrote some new lyrics for us. just wanted to run them by you guys real quick
Why do you look at me when you hate me
Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy yeah
Why drag me down in your misery
And when you stare don't you think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game- Oh no
And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy- Yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary-
HISTORY
You got your bitches with
the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair,
Collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my intentions
Got your subtle manipulative devices
Just like you I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head tight in my vice- PAIN!!
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printin' lies instead of the things we said
That means you
Andy Secher at Hit Parader
Circus Magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin,
What you pissed off cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you
Suck my fuckin' dick
You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids
While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands
They want to know about
Printin' lies startin' controversy
You wanta antagonize me
Antagonize me motherfucker
Get in the ring motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass
PUNK
I don't like you, I just hate you
I gonna kick your ass,
Oh yeah! Ohyeah!
You may not like our integrity yeah
We built a world out of anarchy
Oh yeah!
AND IN THIS CORNER WEIGHING IN AT 850 POUNDS- CB BRAND
Get in the ring
Yeah
Yeah this song is dedicated to
All the CB 'fuckin' Brand fans
Who stuck with us through all the Fucking shit
And to all those opposed...
Hmm...well
