Bones. Everyone has them. Not everyone knows how they fit together.
Lyrically, this almost Part Two of "Little Bird" so we just had to pair them on this release.
lyrics
As Theseus said to those Greek guys
“You whom the Sybil advise
Know yourself, be yourself
And if that fails, just be swell
Just be swell”
It's a wonderful place to go
Where we used to dream
Where old friends riddle our memory
No one demands we grow digging bones down below
Such a wonderful place to go
Singing a song of ourself
And our great mysteries
Singing up paleo-ontologies
Our rivals don't dare delve where our stories were smelt
Singing a song of ourself
With our back turned to the chorus
We can all be a brontosaurus
We're a little bit true, a little bit fiction
Thrown a bone of self-contradiction
The ghost in our machine says
We fashion our own dreams
To become thundering lizard-brained kings and queens
credits
from Baudelaire,
released April 11, 2015
Words/music by Elizabeth Helms (Dallying Automata Music, ASCAP).
Lyndsy Rae: vocals, tap
Elizabeth Helms: electric guitar
Andy Rice: upright bass
Ryan Holquist: drums
The entire album is full of great swing music, but the absolute star performance by Nicolle Rochelle on Gloomy Sunday is nothing short of phenomenal! Satch Radio
Leon Redone rip, captain beefheart, dr john, and a ton of roots/ blues/ and ragtime . This is some great throwback and with the little blurbs and all the hooting and hollering it makes me smile. krotix