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Crazy For You (Adele Cover)

Chattahoochee (Alan Jackson cover)

The universe premier of the Slippery Sticks. Watch for us on the top 40 charts.

Dodge Ball At The Mall (College For Kids)

Hands (Original)

I sit and talk to myself
I walk alone by myself
and I guess it's all by choice
but sometimes I hear your voice

If you'd just sit and talk with me
I swear we could be set free
But I guess I had that option
For a long, long time
What am I doing?
What am I doing?

I was angry for a while
But my face wouldn't show it
I guess it was tired of being angry 
for so much longer than now
for no damn reason at all

And I don't understand how this could happen
But we both know that's a lie
We both know how this happened

I have no excuse for myself

But I'm gonna sing anyway
And though you can't hear me
I'll sing at the top of my lungs
And if you say anything, say anything
I'll come

And I'll scream at the top of my lungs
Even though you won't hear me
Even though you tried to scream at yours
For all that you could give
And I couldn't listen to a word you said
Or anyone for that matter
So now I'm singing here to myself
Now I'm singing here to myself and saying

Where does the time go?
Where does the time go?

It goes right where you make it. 
It goes right where you make it. 
It goes right where you make it.
It goes right where you make it.

ITS ALL IN YOUR HANDS. 


Hands

Closest I've ever came to writing a pop song. Fuck pop songs but I think this is my best quality recording as far as the technology goes. Also if you notice there are some sufjan, protest the hero, and boarding school references that only avid sufjan/protest fans or shelterwooders would notice. 

Anyways here's the lyrics:

I bet it felt like your last breathe sitting on the edge of the stairs
Sure you kept on breathing but the love wasn't flowing in the air
See I got these tickets, but I don't know where they go
But if you'll sit in the seat beside mine I'm sure we'll find out soon enough

Whatever stands before us we will strike it down
Whatever mountains move then we can walk around

Maybe it'll lead to Chicago, we can throw our prayers in Buckingham's pool
Maybe it'll lead to Montana, I've got a friend there who's too small for his shoes
Maybe to Nevada, cause what happens there stays there too
We can drive down arkansas highways where the Ivory Billed flew

If the world screams around us we won't make a sound
If the dirt slips from under your toes I won't let you fall down

Surely this has got to be the way to cure us
There can't be a solution except for us just wandering into this

And if the world caves at our feet then I will cave in with you
And if the life swerves off the road I'll take my seatbelt off if you do.

Chicago

I mostly play acoustic guitar and focus on writing my own music, or trying to create covers that may slightly or drastically differentiate from the original styles of the songs. I also play a little piano, banjo, harmonica, and sing... but not as well as I can play guitar. Half these tracks are some bullshit I recorded on my iPhone. The other half are studio recordings that are actually getting quite close to being a part of a full LP. Regardless, enjoy! 

And by the off, unlikely chance that anybody in the Denton area is looking for a musician or by some act of God a random studio representative wanted to contact me:

Email: colton.bigham@hotmail.com
Phone: 972-268-5241

Gratzi!

Chicago

Colton Bigham

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