Spin’n Sundays: #3 The Felice Brothers – Frankie’s Gun!

With a raspy, smokey, Bob Dylan/Tallest Man On Earth sounding voice James Felice leads the gang from the subways of New York to the pastures and farmlands of good ole’ town America. “The sons of a carpenter, they would play together on Sundays at their father’s afternoon barbecues. They stayed in a little apartment in Brooklyn and would play in the subway stations at 42nd Street and Union Square and in Greenwich Village” says Ms. Wiki.  That description compliments my idea of The Felice Brothers just like nutella molds to a banana to create a cement truck like effect.  The story telling of this band reminds me of what it would be like traveling the countrysides and backyards in an old seafoam green pick-up truck with wooden guard rails to keep ya from fling’n out of the bed on those bumpy gravel roads.  Walk-a-boats through corn fields with dusty boots and bottoms.  Curved and fitted classic Rainier ball caps and suspenders.  Whisk(e)y keeps em frisk(e)y.  The song “Frankie’s Gun!” was my first jam with this band.  The song writing is spanky and quite frankly Frankie, I can dig.

The Felice Brothers – Frankie’s Gun!

>>>Bang Bang Bang<<<

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My car goes
Chicago
Every weekend to pick up some cargo
I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie
And turn the god damn radio down, thank you
Pull over
Count the money
But don’t count the thirty in the glove box buddy
That’s for to buy Lucille some clothes
Bang bang bang went Frankie’s gun
He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
Work zones double fines
Don’t pass the double lines
Trailer McDonald’s rest stop trailer double wide
I saw a man hit my mom one time, really
I hurt him so damn bad I had to hide in Jersey
Called my mama told her
In the dresser
There’s ten or twenty dollars but there ain’t no lesser
That’s for to take my sister to the picture show
Bang bang bang went Frankie’s gun

He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
Sha nay na sha nay na na na …
Slip make a fender shine
Frankie you’re a friend of mine
Got me off a bender after long legged Brenda died
I thought we might be on a roll this time Frankie
I could have swore the box said Hollywood blanks but
You see my mama
Please tell her
I left a little rock in a box in the cellar
That’s for to wear till kingdom come
Bang bang bang went Frankie’s gun
He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down Lucille
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down

Sha nay na sha nay na na na …

Cameron

Spin’n Sundays: #2 Beirut – Guaymas Sonora

When I first heard the cut “Guaymas Sonora” off of Beirut‘s second LP “The Flying Club Cup” my mind immediately went floating into lands of fairy tale.  Hot sands and yellow steps.  Long cool snake etched out rivers on torn and tattered treasure maps.   This album takes me off to a far away place and lets me wander and coast through imagination.  Out of body music listening?  The Flying Club Cup is a great record to spin on a beautiful summer day.  Open up the windows and let the breeze carry you into a pleasureful place.  Entertain your mind.

>>>Take it in<<<

Beirut-  Guaymas Sonora

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–Cameron

Spin’n Sundays: Fleetwood Mac – Dreams

Here is our newest installment at Seafoam Couch.  Every Sunday I will spin a song off an album in my collection.  Up first is Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams” off of their smash hit record “Rumours“.  Rumours sold millions of copies and is one of the top selling albums of all time.

-Cameron