Showing posts with label Plugged In Pick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Plugged In Pick. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Les Breastfeeders
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Sunrise Cigarettes
Who: Sons of William
What: "Sunrise Cigarettes"
Why: These kids are the ULTIMATE. I don't even know how to convey what this band is for me. They were one of the first local bands that I fell in love with. It's southern rock and roll at its best. I could tell you so much about them but I'll save bits of that as I feature more of their songs. Right now, I'll share Sunrise Cigarettes with y'all, as it was the first song I heard by Sons of William. And I'll throw in that I often sell their merchandise at Louisiana shows - so if you're ever near a show, stop in and tell me hi!
More: Had to include these just cause I love the photos so much... These are from a SOW/Marc Broussard show at the Soul Kitchen in Mobile, AL back in 2006.
Friday, August 14, 2009
The Way I Was Made
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!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
The Rain
Who: The Benjy Davis Project
What: "The Rain"
Why: It's one of my favorite songs by my favorite "local" band. I absolutely adore all of their lyrics... but I listen to this one just to hear the lines "She said, “Honey I don’t need a ring, just you more than anything.Now that we’ve lost everything lets just lie on this beach together.I know you love me, you’re just saving it for better weather"'
More: Learn more about The Benjy Davis Project at their website
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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