Mash-up version of Bob Marley & the Wailers "Three Little Birds" at this year's Newport Chowder Fest.  We limp in, run at it like a beggar to a bowl of hot chowder, and leave a mess...

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Just for fun, our loose, bluesy, warty opening number at a local watering hole in RI.  The venerable Otis Read on vox...

Good Time

Subtexual song presumably about a surfer's bad end with a shark.  Really it's about coping with humanity and the competetive mainstream life:  School, dating, the workplace, the music business... it was never properly finished, hence the babble and hasty ending.  But you get it.

Written, and originally performed with the RI Surf/Ska band The Volcanic Skahunas, during the summer of '94.  I figured I'd better write something for the band, since we were playing out and recording everything... note the reference to that venerable and oft-covered standard "Summertime" in the sax solo/interlude, as per request of our guitarist.  Nods and thanks to our forebears...

Maybe You'd Better Get Out of the Water

Here's a simply awful recording, done in a desperate way by my lonesome, onto an old Yamaha MT-1X cassette 4-tracker I'd got in trade for some theatrical artwork I'd done for my band that broke up.  Yay, rock bands...  I put a single SM57 on an old beater (seriously) drum kit, played my Fender Jazz Bass, and strummed an after-thought rhythm part on a Sigma acoustic guitar that had once been used as a bludgeon, run into an SVT.  The words started out as an ode to a cat that had been hit by a car, which got brought to a local vet's office to be set to rest... (sorry little booger, it was time to go home...)

Anyway it morphs into some other idea after the first verse, but it holds together in a loose kind of way.  It's hopefully going to get played by "The Backsliders", our new project.  Maybe we'll do a better job of it than this, but we're just having fun anyway.  Meanwhile, get your headgear on...

Your Friend

A number written by a guy named Reid Wells, bass player for a New Jersey band known as "Natasha", sometime in the late 80s.  Martin, our drummer, brought this one along with him when he moved to RI.  It became part of our rock-band repertoire, when we had a rock band... I wanted to include it here because I liked playing it, liked the way we did it, and I'd like to send a nod to our dearest departed brother Martin Baker, who plays on this recording.  Great drummer, great brother.  And his old bass player in Natasha, Reid, could pen a tune...

Thanks Martin, thanks Reid.  

Valentine

Our first night in the same room (get it?), covering a Sex Pistols' tune.  We hope Johnny and the boys don't mind...

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Us, first night.  Warts, but the fun is there.  i can hear it coming...

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