He asked us all to follow him
And follow him we did
We let the devil out of his box
And we can't put back the lid
It appears that someone (or several someones) has downloaded my entire Bandcamp catalog, which means that my free downloads are just about used up for the month. If you are thinking about downloading at this point, please make a cash contribution (even a small amount). It will keep from kicking my albums into automatic pay mode, it will help support my music, and it might do your conscience a world of good. Peace.
Here's a real rare treat for you. This rip is from a three-LP set featuring hits of the day by a group called the Candy Rock Generation, of whom I can find no information. They could be some sort conglomeration of sessioners, but that may not be likely as many of the performances are pretty wobbly. My set is not in the best of shape, so sorry about the surface noise and occasional skip (if anyone with the inclination and technology would like to clean this up and repost, be my guest). At any rate, this one's a lot of fun. More info here.
Update: Check the comments for newly updated links.
We think we're at our peak
We look at how high we can reach
But like Sisyphus
We go a-tumbling down
We go to church
And we pray for our souls to be saved
The water's rising
And we're scared we'll drown
Can you see Him
God is sleeping
An article on the Custom Fidelity label in the recent issue of Ugly Things brought this haunting, homemade folky gem to my attention. Now I am bringing it to yours. Check out more Custom Fidelity tracks here.
Ol' Mondo is well past the 500,000-visitor mark, and with so many folks coming here, certainly at least one of you has one of these. I've shared a ton of music with you, filled requests, and re-upped records; now's your chance to return the favor. If you've got one of these bad boys (or anything else along these lines you'd like to share), please put a link in the comments.
A star fell down on Indiana
Just like it did in the beginning of time
We all turned out to see what happened
Some of us laughed
Some of us cried
And together we held onto each other's hands
Until the last of us had died
More obscure singer/songwriter stuff on the Evolution label. BTW, I'm being peppered with requests for re-ups, and I won't be performing that function anymore. So grab 'em while the links are still alive.
Do you feel a certain pressure at night
Like something big pushing down on you
What do you think that it could be
Is it just this old wandering Jew
Oh I whisper in your ear
All the words you long to hear
Definitely a strange one. Michael Lloyd put together this Hendrix tribute, adding lush strings and horns. Tough to categorize, which makes it that much more fun to listen to. More of the Rubber Band can be found here.
The world it is a frightening place
Gettin' scarier by the second
Hate is blown' up all around
More than anyone could have reckoned
Who can understand it, yeah
Don't wanna participate
Rather live in my tiny bubble of love
Than to live in a world of hate