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Rippin' E Brakes

by Rippin' E Brakes

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Ian James The best songwriting/musicianship I've heard in a long long time. These guys remind me of an edgy version of The Band. There is as much going on the background as there is in the front end. And every song has the ability to trap itself in your head. Favorite track: Propane.
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1.
I liked life better when I couldn’t buy porno And life was easy as bicycles Things were simple Everything was so simple Why did I ever want to grow My generation never had free love We had AIDS and video games My generation was born in the Eighties We’re addicted to pills And Raised by TV’s Drums thumpin’, war is coming I wish that I cared But we don’t care about nothing Born Ready Gone numb There’s no kids on the streets no more No protest, no sun I liked life better when I couldn’t buy porno And life was easy as bicycles Things were simple Everything was so simple Why did I ever want to grow
2.
Propane 02:40
3.
Neil Young knew Charlie Manson said he sort of spewed the tunes he got turned down and didn't take it well Neil sang Revolution Blues it was in the dark on sunset in some shady little crib the Maharishis got good light and flowers but this just wasn't it in the mists of L.A. rejection a madman got real pissed he had this hold on his women like they'd do anything for him so he sent 'em to the canyons they slunked past the barking dogs they left bodies on the sofas and they wrote words up on the walls one man here has power one man's got the knife Charlie finally got a deal and he signed on for life they still interview him in prison and treat him like the perfect beast they zoom in on his crazy eyes and edit all the words he speaks and everybody knows him he's as famous as those hills some people want that weird sensation I guess bad enough to kill
4.
There's like two thousand miles between us It's ain't like you're just down the street It'll take an airplane or a freight train, to see you But I'd walk all the way It's just white out my window And there ain't much to do Maybe cut another cord, if I get bored Maybe write another song for you I'm sure it's high times in the city Out here, I'm even ten miles out of town But this'll do, it's enough to get me through It's enough to keep my whole world from crashing down There's like two thousand miles between us It's ain't like you're just down the street It'll take an airplane or a freight train, to see you But I'd walk all the way
5.
Bailed 02:57
In the wicked thunder, rain and hail I’ve been bleeding out my whiskey blood Into the hills where the woman wail I don’t give a fuck How bad it gets I could care less about my debts Their a bottomless pit I owe the king but we ain’t met I’m outta luck Plucked off the trail I was on the tracks I’ve been derailed The crystal ball was crystal clear She told me to never travel back here And now I can’t escape the fear It seems to pull and tug at me from everywhere End up in jail Behind the bars Behind the cold, black bars in a cell The rotten food Stings my eyes The whole damn village came to watch me die And the killin’ men They ain’t so big They’ve got black masks on their heads End up dead Big brooms sweeping up my pieces I start twitching in my sleep then The sunlight lifts my eyelids to reveal I’ve been bailed
6.
The Colonel 00:58
7.
Big Woman 04:54
I’ve got a big woman She lives out in the woods And that big woman treats me good I used to be real skinny Until the night we met That big woman keeps me fed That big woman keeps me fed When I’m hiding out from the outlaws and feds I don’t give her nothing But a little bit of loving Without that big woman I’d be dead See, I was gonna rob them I’d been running for a week I probably would have killed ‘em just for something to eat But I was blindsided I took a shovel to my head And I woke up on big mama’s bed I told her I was an outlaw I get go back to town ‘Cause I’m a wanted man being hunted down She said, Honey I love blue eyes Then she cooked me up some chicken thighs Yeah, that big woman keeps me fed When I’m hiding out from the outlaws and the feds I don’t give her nothing but a little bit of loving Without that big woman I’d be dead Without that big fat woman I’d be dead
8.
Too Much 03:36
9.
Frozen 03:15
I ran my luck and I ran my name Through the worst parts of this town Now I've got no bread, I've got no place to stay And no one wants me around It's kinda quiet here, the highways out there The river runs and there's a never ending hum For still and silence I'll stomp out into the woods But I love the sound of those big trucks I close my eyes and accelerate and crank the wheel to the south But the truth is harsh, I accept my fate There's just no getting out The only hope the winter brings is the coming of the spring And that's the time a rambler runs If he ain't frozen The only hope the winter brings is the coming of the spring And that's the time a rambler runs If he ain't frozen
10.
Send a message from me to Rita Tell her I tried but lost the way The snow if falling on the desert And I’ll breathe my last breath today Tell her I’m sorry for the fire She’ll know what that means Send a message from me to Rita Rita, find some honest dreams It was just a scheme A little hustle on the streets But easy money leads to greed And that led us to gettin’ in too deep But bigger fish have bigger hate Rita ran but I got ate It’s crazy what you don’t see I thought I did it all to keep her next to me So send a message from me to Rita Tomorrow ain’t in my lifetime I’d love to see the whole world with ya But crows been picking out my eyes I’m buried up to my neck Surely left for dead So send a message from me to Rita And fly on the wind Mr. Eagle

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released October 31, 2014

Derek Astles: guitar/vox
Eric Ober: bass/vox
Josh Braz: mandolin/guitar
Ko Dustin: drums

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Rippin' E Brakes Warner, New Hampshire

Derek Astles
Eric Ober

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