Name: Dead at First - Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Wickens by Great Big Dumb
Duration: 3 min 44 s
Description: Dead at First - Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Wickens

Good Guitsr work and beat with vocal expression

i always get excited to see a new track out by you guys. Keep it nasty!

Nice rock tune. I like it. It brings me back to the 80s and 90s.

very prime early nineties manic street Preachers

Money Tree

A collab I did a while back with #blabbud @dr_snave from Dr.Sound.... watch for it to be released on my upcoming album..."A Collection of Collabs....Me and My #blabbuds"... tentative release date.... July 19th...ENJOY!!!!... and look forward to the release of the album... in the meantime....#LKTRAR...✌🤘👊🤘✌

Return of the Rat... Nirvana/ theWipers #inspiredcover (w/ @dr_snave)

No Valentine 

Key of A | 4:4 | 112-120 BPM | Train Shuffle 

This one is a fictional story of a boy who lost his Dad, older now but still a kid, reflecting on his loss, just old enough to barely remember him, too young to have made enough memories to hold on to, and whose Momma is so heart-broken, she is unable to move past her own sorrow, to be there for the boy, to start a new life.  Desensitized, lost, and full of grief, his father’s memory is fading, making the pain of loss, and his desire to be loved even greater.  The irony is in Momma’s song, how the boy is drawing parallels to his pain while she sings of hers, and they’re so lost they can’t find each other.   

 

Intro 8 Measures 

Verse 1: 8 Measures 

Daddy found dirt when I was 3, [uh huh] 

He didn’t leave much Momma and me [uh huh] 

The rooster crowed and sang his song 

The sun came up and he was gone [uh huh] 

 

Verse 2: 8 Measures (Vocals change on second and fourth verse) 

I climb the oak tree out behind the chicken pen 

To think about my Daddy and what could’ve been. 

It’s getting hard to find memories, no baseball games, or catch for me [uh huh] 

 

Pre-Chorus:  8 Measures 

I wish this hurt would go away but the pains still fresh and here to stay [uh huh] 

 

Chorus: 8 Measures 

(A) Fill me up with Gasoline, (D) it lights the rag when Momma sings 

(G) No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, (A) No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines 

Bridge/Solo?????   

 

Verse 3: 

I walk the train tracks to the sea [uh huh] 

Swear every whistle’s meant for me [uh huh] 

My Daddy’s ashes in a can and I feel like I burned with him [uh huh] 

 

Verse 4: 

Every step one closer to the morning light. 

Every day one closer to the next goodbye 

Nothing left, no memories, no birthday presents, or Christmas tree.  

 ../ 

Pre-Chorus/  

No, I can’t see nothing now but the blood red sun glow through closed eyes. [uh huh 

 

Chorus 

Fill me up with Gasoline, it lights the rag when Momma sings 

No chocolate, wine, just tears for me, No Valentines 

Nothing left but rusty dreams, I burn till sleep while Momma sings 

No kisses, hugs, or man to love, No Valentines

No Valentines

Stay (Wednesday Series, Track 5)

All music by me

"Some Sort of Magic" written by me and Dani Ford

Special thanks to Dani Ford and Kahlan Davis

Cover by 99mimimi (Pixabay)

Happy Hour

'Hollow Space’ traverses the inner landscape of change and the reluctance we often feel to leave behind the familiar discomforts of what we call home. It's a meditation on the space between action and avoidance, the hard places and the soft escapes, and the ultimate realization that sometimes letting go is the only way forward. Dive into the hollow spaces of your own experiences and find a resonance with the echoes of 'Hollow Space'.

Hollow Space

The Grass x Lil J<3hnny

Based on events of a long gone era and how those with a different point of view were treated at the time.


Tar and Feathers

Dead at First - Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Wickens

You tried to find your way in this sad and wicked place
but all your good intentions got thrown back in your face.
Everyone eventually gets pulled into the race,
gets swallowed and digested if they don't keep up the pace.

Climbing up the ladder in this sad and wicked time,
how to get ahead is all that's on your mind.
Honesty and ethics abandoned on the way...
the payout makes it worth it: you're a richer man today.

Take the money and run, you whore. Grab what you can, find the back door.
Presidents do it, so it's ok. Deal with your conscience some other day.

[C] And go along to get along, it's what's done...right or wrong.
Don't rock the boat and don't make waves, while you're digging your own graves.

Now you are a leader in this sad and wicked land
raking in the rewards of all your greedy plans.
Rolling in the spoils of all that you could steal,
and no one dares to ask you, how do you really feel?

There is no center, nothing can hold and all your futures are bought and sold.
It doesn't matter what the rich folks do, 'cause just admit it, you'd do it too.

Do it for the money all that awesome money 
tasty yummy money happy happy money
you're worthless without money 
bad people don't like money 
what's wrong with them anyway?
They should get with the program.

Mistakes Have Been Made

Go Along to Get Along

06 - Go Along To Get Along

Youth by Hope Street

Joe Tibbits -  Vocals and Guitar
Barry Harman - Bass

Chaos and Silence

Youth

Three guys, recording Grunge songs in a Swedish garage.

https://greatbigdumb.wixsite.com/website

Dead at First - Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Wickens

Great Big Dumb

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