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This old ghost town (Ft. Stargazer32210)
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Performed and Written in Jacksonville, FL - May 18, 2013 by Outlaw Son )aka, Timothy S. Epperhart Ft Special Guest Stargazer32210
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Acoustic folk rock. Outlaw Son AKA Timothy S. Epperhart writes plays sings and performs all his own songs, including covers.
Timothy S. Epperhart There are a lot of things that I'm interested in beyond being a musician, a poet or even a crazy person. Sometimes I might spout rhetoric just to see if you'll feed into it. I do that to my folks in real life too. To be honest I would like to post every song I've written with pictures and complete lyrics as I have worked on songwriting these past 10 + years. That work be a definite plus for my fans who have followed my music career. With life and music comes change. I keep an open mind to the world around me usually. I'm by no means so stuck on myself I can't or won't listen to other styles of music. My favorite format and style is probably "Acoustic Rock" - independently driven of course. Independent makes it possible to bloom into something much more than just a has-been on FM radio. I know it might seem a little overwhelming for most folks who get online to search for a song they may like to find a 29 year old man with almost 250 songs available for download. Some people may even be discouraged when they see my list of songs to even listen to one. Then again, some people have told me "Yeah you hear one you hear them all" - and I can completely understand this as I am always going to be me regardless. Anyways so yeah - I've been recording and writing songs for a long time now. That's not to say I actually draw a crowd or whatever when I play out. I really don't. In fact, I hardly ever let the public know that I play out when I do. I've always been this way. I see myself as a recording artist before a performer, performance wise I get all fucked up when I go out in public, I get to drinking. I forget the words to my own songs, because I have so many. It used to be like I could go out and feel good about playing my 5 favorite songs. Now it's like I get on stage and I'm thinking about what I'm going to play and end up just jamming some shit on drop d. There used to be places that I'd love to play who used to actually pay me 100.00 a night to get onstage for a couple hours and just go nuts. I fucking loved playing that bar because they never bullshitted me on my money at the end of the night. The regulars liked me because I used to go in every other day to get drunk, play some pool and hang out, but of course this was back when I was single. Don't get me wrong, I love my fiancee and we usually have a wonderful time, but I never get to get out and play my songs. Even if I did - I'm usually stuck on what I want to play over what I need to I guess.
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Peak #126
Peak in subgenre #22
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May 18, 2013
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MP3 4.0 MB 192 kbps 2:52
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waitin on the sun to come around the air round the one sit down here down'd the son this is spinnin round'a'this ol' go ghost town sittin on the train backwards in the over-lane maybe yeah i'm just over-brain'd just f*** 'n down in this ol ghost town dead-n-on the road tryin' to plus-it-know; and i don't know if i'll sow, and if i'm gonna f*** 'n'gone'n'away; every f*** 'n time deoce is closed over mine system bow light n'over line dont really know if i'm sane down the hoe-train dont dont go go insane know don't know know his name it's just f*** 'n ghost ghost ghost ghost town f*** 'n down around north get's bounded over mound this ixnay is rainin over (town) if i'm going on the old ghost train down the old ghost train and if i'm down in ol' Louis LN don't drove no know is; is know his name as if i'm gone'n'down in this old ghost town ship'n on the plain doce is doce and over rained i'm just out in over-pain this old ghost town's gone gone insane
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