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Psychedelic Folk. Ever meet that special someone in a laundromat? Ever do it on top the dryer? Either way, you’re sure to dig this clean groove. Compilation by Stephen L. Krell and Gene Eric Mann.
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Lyrics by Starry Nightmoth and Gene Eric Mann. Keyboards by Nightmoth. Acoustic bass, acoustic rhythm guitar, electric lead guitar, and vocals by Mann. YOUR KNOCK (Strings) Pull me from this cursed abyss I cannot find connecting strands…
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Studio rendition
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i had some free!! time today to make some noise so i did and ruined a perfectly good song with bad drumming bad guitar and bad vocals ….now i’ve sold it to you enjoy Happy New year…I’m off out on the piss!! see you later ….Maybe????/
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HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was…
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I did this as a way to practice singing....why I am trying to learn to sing at 64 is a little strange.... I wish I had leaned to sing when I was starting out..but I always played in band with lots of singers and never had to sing much…
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HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was…
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HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was…
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A Blues number, and in the past it’s been one of my more popular songs. We’ll see how it does on AloneTone. MY FAVORITE GUN Pa had left us on the farm Ten long years we raised the corn Then he returned to Mama’s arms To beat the sons…
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Psych Folk. I earned my PTSD. Growing up traveling about America, I met bad babysitters, bad cops, bad ministers. Early on as a runaway I learned to not hitchhike but to rather move in the shadows alone. Etc. Starry Nightmoth on KBs. SO MANY…
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