A celestial love song

chorus:
Something's Different about Abby,	
Something's Different to Me.
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..

Something's pulled into her orbit,
drawn in by her gravity.
& her force is irresistible,
&  it's taking over me. 
And the weight of all the universe
lands squarely on my back.
She's the only thing that stays the same,
the only thing I lack.

chorus:
Something's Different about Abby,	
Something's Different to Me.
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..

I am only an observer
of her movement in the sky 
I can tell you where she's going,
but I cannot tell you why.
And her shadow falls across my heart
almost every single day.
& her smile is brighter than the sun,
& it makes me wanna say.

chorus:
Something's Different about Abby,	
Something's Different to Me.
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..
Oh, something's different about abby,
I can see 

bridge
Is she all alone ?
Like I imagine her to be.
As if a girl like her,
is waiting for someone,
like Me
like
Me...

guitar solo

Well I try to catch my breath,
from running after her.
But I'm only catching glimpses,
of the wake she leaves behind her...

chorus:
Something's Different about Abby,	
Something's Different to Me.
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..
Something's Different about Abby,
I can see..

We Ain't Like That No More

(Something's Different About) Abby (With Fuzzy Stone)

Roman Candles

Roman Candles (Acoustic)

Sometimes When she’s alone,
She’ll pretend that she is flying.
& she smiles for everyone,
but inside she thinks she’s dyin’.
& she’ll drink today & not be scared,
how things turn out tomorrow.
& she’ll give herself to anyone,
who will take away this sorrow.

(bridge)
And all the little boys line up,
To take her for a ride.
(chorus)
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
In her mind.

Well Sometimes I see her look at me
& sometimes she’ll even smile.
& she’s always got a place to be,
if only for a little while.

(bridge)
With eyes of blue & skies of blue,
& lips like cherry wine.
(chorus)
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
In my mind.

Arms outstretched, she’s dancing to,
The music in her head.
She’d sooner be forgetting all,
The boys who’ve shared her bed

(bridge)
She’ll Run away & not be scared what
Consequences follow.
The last thing that girl needs is one more
Bitter pill to swallow
Oh..

(guitar solo)

Well I wish that I could give her back,
What the others took away.
But I think it might be something that,
She’d given freely anyways

(bridge)
‘Cuz I’ve never seen her mourning 
anything she left behind.

(chorus)
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
Jenny’s always spinning,
In our minds ..
In our minds..

Boogie

Spinning Jenny

Tonight I dream 
Of Lahaina Town
And the way the moon
Followed us around
And the things we’d do 
When the sun went down
You and me
In Lahaina Town

We drove up to Hana
To look for waterfalls,
With your cheesy tourist map
We must have found them all
I remember ocean breezes
And bright colored sails
And how you almost crashed our car
Looking for the whales

I dream at night of days with you
In Lahaina Town being chased by the moon

I think of all the days with you
Walking around
And our favorite place to go
When the sun went down
Our seat at Longhi’s 
That overlooked the bay
And white wine mussels
‘cause you like them that way

I dream at night of days with you
In Lahaina Town being chased by the moon
 I dream at night of days with you
In Lahaina Town being chased by the moon

The Streetside EP

Lahaina Luna

This song was meant to be tongue in cheek, but ended up coming across as kind of mean and misogynistic, so it ended up on the back burner for a while. Brandon and I dusted it off for our live show and it was fun to play and the audience seemed to love it, so here it is in all of its glory. Apologies if anyone is offended. 
My favorite things about this recording are Brandon's harmonies and his rockin' 12-string bass. 
My guitar solo ain't too shabby either, though. 


Is It True? (With Brandon Trenz)

Permission To Quit

The previous demo was an iPhone Voice Memo, so I did a little better (but still rough) version. Having played it live dozens of times now, I think I've found the dynamics and delivery that I want, the next step is working out additional instrumentation and getting into the studio and recording a full band version.

Uneasy Rider

I Know Why You Won't (But I Wish You Would)

A fun take on the Peter Schilling classic recorded in Quigboto Studios by Brandon Trenz and Chris "Chickenwing" Quigley.

Fuck Pomeroy

Major Tom (by The Good Leads Feat. Brandon Trenz)

Snowblind

Collaboration with the late great Mike Browarski written and recorded in March 2008.

Internal Organs

EndTime

Rehearsal of a Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers cover. Recorded incidentally on a phone (Forgive the quality) but cherished nonetheless. 

Anne Kay is playing those lovely keyboards.

I miss playing this with my friends.

MY FAVORITE SONG TO PLAY LIVE, HANDS DOWN

Daisies stand up on their tip-toes
Clouds tumble over themselves in the sky
And all the pretty horses come runnin' to her
And even the dust devils pray
That they'll catch her eye

I haunt her house from the outside
I watch her bake cornbread and talk on the phone
And the wireless on the inside plays a sad sweet song
A mute moonlit statue am I, she waltzes alone

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
And baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb

The wind ain't stopped blowin' since morning
It's got me froze up on the inside
And I could get warm in the bunk house
And thaw out on coffee and bread

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green and dumb

I need your government warning
Like I need a hole in my head
Well, I won't shoot your coyotes
And I won't burn your weeds
Your paycheck won't fill up this hollow
It won't dull all the aching

But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so empty in the head and tied up in the tongue
But baby, baby, I could call you baby
If I weren't so green & dumb

If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb
If I weren't so green & dumb

Green And Dumb (Practice Run 1-28- 20)

Trying to piece together the night before on the day after

Scraps of the Night

The Soundcloud page for Chris Chickenwing Quigley and Quigboto Music. 

Chris Chickenwing Quigley

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