Singer/songwriter/guitarist Howlin’ Waters has played the U.S. from coast to coast.

Howlin’ is an original founding member of The Root Boy Slim Band, and cut his first record with Bob Deal aka Mick Mars of Motley Crue. Howlin’ has shared stage and studio with Canned Heat, Humble Pie, Steppenwolf, Root Boy Slim, The Guess Who, Delaney Bramlett, The Drifters, & Hank Williams, Jr.

Currently as a Falcon Blues Records artist, Howlin' Waters is playing select shows throughout the Central Texas area winning over audiences and making new fans everywhere.

Howlin' performs live in Central Texas @ Fire In The Hole, The Brass Tap, Uncle Gary's Bar, Sidelines Grill, The Post Beer Bar, Fast Eddie's, The Iguana Grill, JT's Sportsgrille, The Edge Of Town Saloon, The Salt Lick BBQ, The Savagehouse, Opal Divine's, Boomerz, Kickbutt Coffee, The Victory Grill, 311 Club, University of Texas Fraternity, Coupland's Dancehall, Rattlesnake Inn, Darwin's Pub, Vino100, Water2Wine, Solutions Air Center, Sundance Inn, South Austin Crawfish Boil, Buster's BBQ, Junior's Icehouse, Stompin' Grounds Lounge, The Rockdale Ranch, Baby A's Stonelake, Mr. B's Sportsbar Marble Falls, The Beaumont Logon Cafe, The Executive Surf Club Corpus Christi and the list continues to grow!


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Who funds the computer revolution?
Who runs the commissioned prosecution?
Who's theory can spin the evolution? Big brother intrusion, post human pollution
Transdimensional unconvensional revolution

The lack of mental involvement, the inherent conjecture
Curiosity rewired through ego, built into the consumer mind structure
A perpendicular detour through a parallelagram
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Synaptic vertex rerouted to jam
So you reboot to the default subscription in the insurance plan

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Double helix won't clone over your mutated mentality
Quantum cryptographical undead virus anomoly
Vaccine virus cells behaving like mercury
Transhumanist nano injections & cognitive imagery
We borrow to pay for our coffin, i'm coughin' ya killin me
Cheap government hand out oppression a form filled rebellion won't do it ya feelin' me

Retronymic neological Phase, spittin' the language like mimicing phrase
Marketing pays, so does a high tech wage
Military weaponary taking the centre stage
Electron microscopes, decoding the isotopes
Annihilating gravitons to make digital lycanthrope
Hubris eyes looking glass at the wrong end of a telescope
Part of an elite clique, but your cell wall's thick like an envelope

Spectrum analysis, from here to Alice's palaces
Don't make the mistake of thinking these people understand what malice is
Membrane prison net, neural pathway escape
But the route's blocked by a mindless corrupt police state
Cytoplasmic ions scatter in every direction
But the synthetic protection is susceptible to infection
Nucleotide lego to restructure immunity
Nuclear wide terror to mutate the community

I turn myself on with acids like a reptilian
Tho i don't drink afternoon tea in the pavillion
Fruit flies on the cake, eaten by mistake?
Home made life on mars in the equations of drake
The Empire's dream of tapping the inbetween
Turn themselves into Gods behind a smokey screen
Magically clean, come out looking just like new
But the reality is too obscene for the dream to come true
The nightmare grows, like a tree in your mind
Spreading like the systemic suffering in your lives
Government ruled? or Shadow puppets & uniforms
Disgraceful devils disguised as digital unicorns
Well i've seen the unicron, in the visions of Uberon
Volumes of text & digital code you can't get a unit on
I see beyond birth, looking at death
Spirit of breath, sight of the conscious unrest
All aspects of nothing & back round like a guest
Looped in a comfortable nest, of self analysis like a pest
Looking for the key that opens an empty chest
Carrots & sticks & tricks & black hearted pirates chess

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