This is a little song I wrote quite a while ago, maybe pre-Covid. I can’t remember, but I’ve always loved it. It’s been around in my demo pile for a while. It’s another one in addition to Sundown On Mars that my good friend and Artist-In-Residence at Shinyribs Ashton Guy has always loved. So she is really happy to know that I have finally recorded this for an official release at some point. I don’t know when I’ll release this. I am working on a record right now, we are very close to completing it and setting that ball in motion, hopefully to get it out next year. I’m gonna try and put out at least one record a year if I can from this point on. I’ve got so many songs that that’s the pace I’m gonna have to work at if I’m gonna get them all recorded and put out before I die. Lol.
I roll joints pretty bad. I wanted to illustrate that to everyone. I can write a song, I can sing, I can dance and I am amazingly charming. But, I cannot roll a joint to save my life. Of course, why would you roll a joint to save your life? AnyWho, I mentioned Tom Ables in this video as always giving me shit about rolling pregnant joints. That is when I lived over on West Annie Street in Austin in the early days, early 90s pre-Gourds, Post-Coyotes. I lived there with my good buddy Jimmy Smith at first and then he left town, went to East Texas for a while. So an old Shreveport friend of ours Merrit Manos moved in with me. And it was really one of the greatest couple of years of my life there where I had no Money but rent was so cheap and split two ways. It was really dirt cheap. So it was easy to live the lifestyle that I wanted. I picked up odd jobs during this time bookstore jobs dishwashing jobs, etc. I had no car, I had no bicycle…well actually I did have a bicycle, but not a good one. We had one window unit in one room of the house. In the summer it was very hot in there. What was weird, I had a ceiling fan and I just slept naked under it. Worked great. Really I feel like my health improved during this time.. Definitely my allergies all went away when I quit using or living in central air. And I think I will go on record here saying I think that’s something that anyone with allergies should consider, is getting out of central air and live in natural air for a while. Sweat a lot. Suffice it to say we did spend a lot of time in the back room there listening to music sitting in the Wonderful cool air of our window unit, smoking a lot of weed. It was a group of us, me, Merrit and two dear friends, Claude Bernard‘s brother John Bernard, who we all called “John A” and my good buddy Victor Hernandez the four of us were inseparable for a good two years. I’ll always look back fondly on those years with those folks good friends, all of them still.
