The Way I Was Made

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Who: Griffin House

What: "The Way I Was Made"

Why: I saw this kid about a year or so ago at Chelsea's in Baton Rouge. He was opening up for Sons of William and I was there to sell merchandise for them. From the moment this guy opened his mouth, I was hooked. I was just drawn in - and I was actually sitting behind the stage. There's just just something so raw and genuine about him. And of course there's a certain something about the lyrics that I find comforting -

"I was born, and I was made by the hands of marmalade
I've got legends in my blood; I've got Indians in my veins
And in the year of '44 Grandpaw went away to war
He went to Hitler's house and kicked in the door
There began the way I was made

And in the year of '47 that Rewey girl came down from heaven
In '48 a bride and groom in love on their honeymoon
And they weren't doin' nothin' wrong, but it's how my mother came along
And here I am with words and song singin' 'bout the way I was made

Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins

My dad, he was a country kid. He loved to smoke and hunt and fish
Mom, she was a city babe, a pretty little girl who never ate
They met at school with broken hearts and healed each-other from the start
Man and woman play your part, now we're closer to the way I was made

Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins
Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins

Legend says our family tree grows black and white and Indian leaves
And if the history books are right, none of us are really white
In fact, I think that means, that everybody's blood is just the same

Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins

Whoa oh! It feels so good to have your blood in my veins"


This is the perfect song to rock out to in your car - just turn it up and scream the chorus until your throat is raw. It makes you feel alive. Trust Me

More: Check out his myspace here for more!