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Featuring the 10$ Lowrey MagicGenie organ from thrift store. acoustic guitars and drums programmed/arranged in Deck 2.6.1
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Singer/songwriter, Indie self-recorded: Wm Perry writes & performs tight, well-crafted songs. Honest & not boring, sometimes disturbing, with jangled-y edges. T
"I approach the writing of songs as if it's the only tool I have, with which to do something I don't understand." BIOGRAPHY: Failed. Kept moving. Your typical starving artist story. BFA from the Art Institute of Chicago, followed by several years in the Sign Industry. Front man in a multitude of short-lived bands, playing in clubs and warehouses in Chicago and LA's artsy, marginal war-zone neighborhoods. Now solo artist, self-recording. Bought a cheap, old house on Craig's List (without seeing it first!) and moved from Chicago to Cincinnati, an "economic refugee" you could say. Now completing renovations that make four floors of combined living/studio space and working on new music.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Indie
Charts
Peak #196
Peak in subgenre #37
Author
William McGuffey Perry
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Wm Perry
Uploaded
April 15, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Graveful - William McGuffey Perry No one wants to know how full a grave can get I don’t suppose it’s ever happened yet I know a lot of things that are not true I know I’m pushing back the stone and burying you A thing like this might generate its own heat I don’t want to know it’s too cold and too sweet The birds will gather though of that I’m sure Untroubled by questions of weak or pure They’ll make a racket and then make a meal We’ll make up a story and arrange a deal You don’t say no and I won’t say yes out loud to you You don’t say yes and I won’t go running to the truth I collected on the run haphazardly Whatever fell in the bag with me I destroyed what I could long-distantly I forgot the rest pretty easily Except for a random thing or two That would have to be removed via you No one wants to know how full a grave can get I don’t suppose it’s ever happened yet I know a lot of things that are not true I know I’m pushing back the stone and burying you A thing like this might generate its own heat I don’t want to know it’s too cold and too sweet (long, slow fade) The birds will gather though of that I’m sure Untroubled by questions of weak or pure They’ll make a racket and then make a meal Make up a story and arrange a deal You don’t say no and I won’t say yes out loud to you You don’t say yes and I won’t go running to the truth No one wants to know how full a grave can get I don’t suppose it’s ever happened yet I know a lot of things that are not true I know I’m pushing back the stone and burying you A thing like this might generate its own heat
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