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Trout Fishing in America
	By David Husted
	16 MAY 2020
	
	V1a
	 I can't hit that  top………can't take it any longer
	 0.1% ……….not taking new members
	They say you got to give your life to me
	They say they'll help you dig your grave
	Still shucking that corn for da man who don't mourn you
	
	V1b
	What you gonna do when the world won't play?
	What you gonna do when we break those chains?
	What you gonna do when we're face to face
	See our blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….and some of that Amazing Grace
	
	Pre-ch
	Down for the count now, I really had to meet ya
	rolling on the ground without your power, without your millions
	Leaking out the pockets of the towered coward leaders
	Bribes, lies, recognize you ain't got nowhere to rise
	
	V1c
	I refused
	I will not be used
	Wont give my life away
	Gonna make my own plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Wanna spend my life with you
	Cause I Love You
	
	{instrumental}
	
	I lay down but I ain't gonna sleep
	Cause I ain't gonna close my eyes
	I am the lion; I dream
	
	V2 {call and response}
	
	I refused
	{I Can't Hit that  top………can't take it any longer}
	I will Not Be Used
	{0.1 % ……….not taking new members}
	Wont Give My Life Away
	{They say you got to give your life to me}
	{They say they'll help you dig your grave}
	Gonna make my own Plans
	Gonna pay my own way
	{Bribes, lies, recognize you aint got nowhere to rise}
	
	Ch
	But Today, Baby
	Gonna spend my life with you
	What you gonna do when we're face to face, You'll See
	Our  blood, sweat and tears,……. maybe a little taste of
	Peace …………Love…….Amazing Grace
	
	Bridge
	Cracks; burning inside  of my baby grand
	Slap the keys like nutter-butter slippin-in the frying pan
	Cranking out the metaphors better than a Brautigan
	I hope he still out there "Trout Fishing in America"
	
	Outro
	
more detail on the song production process below for those who care to dig deeper:

I happened to surf across an article about Richard Brautigan. I found the story mildly interesting. The article's author was writing about a recent biography that had come out about Brautigan.  The  picture he painted of the man did not seem flattering.  In fact, he made him sound like a real misogynistic, drunken asshole which I am sure he very well may have been.  However, what caught my eye in his write-up was a reference to Brautigan's book called "Trout Fishing in America".  

I recall chuckling at the way the article's author stated Brautigan used the phrase "trout fishing" or "trout stream" in ways that made the reader double-take. Some of the book's cultural popularity was misleadingly due to that title's use in the more conventional sense. However, Brautigan would personify the phrase "trout fishing" onto people or places or things throughout the book. This was un-conventional for the time and trippy to me. It created a sort of ear-worm of magic on me during my own song development process. It was a needed hit of hippie, beat generation, creative juice just in the nick of time. The trout stream which had been simmering for close to a year was dusted off, revised and finally completed.  

This song may be about my ongoing discontent with the state of our world. It may be about my deep conviction that we can and will do better. It may be about my general state of happiness despite the world we live in. It may be about trout fishing in America.  

Thank You for sharing a moment with me. I appreciate your friendship as I continue to cobble my musical creations together one trout fish at a time. 

Here's to you with much gratitude. 

V/r

Dave

the nook

Trout Fishing in America

(192 kbps compressed MP3)
© 2020

Stone of the pregnant woman
Music: Parryson
Sax arrangement: Daniel Vissotto https://soundcloud.com/vivaosax

Image from: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Colossal_Hewn_Block,_Ancient_Quarries_Baalbek.jpg

Part A (x8)
Cm D# Dm7

Part A* (x2)
Cm D# Dm7
Cm D# Dm7
Cm Gm
A# F

Part B (x1)
Cmaj7 Am
Bm D
G C
C G7
Am7

Part A* (x2)

Stone of the pregnant woman - with Daniel Vissotto (collab.)

A track from the album Time and Tide, available on Bandcamp
amandasanderson.bandcamp.com/album/time-and-tide

Lyrics, music, mixing, production: Verulium
https://verulium.bandcamp.com/releases
Vocals: Amanda Kim Sanderson

It started in Garstang
Heading out for the M55 it's a beautiful motorway
But in the wrong direction 

I first saw Jimi in 75
Stood on the cowling of a seaplane not alive
But more like a saviour

I sat by the lakeside
Checking up on the stove and the gear for a very long holiday
To where the spirit takes me

He landed like a star on Derwentwater
His face was drawn so I offered him a quarter
Of Kendal mint cake

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We're parked in a lay by
Filling up with some beans on toast and a very nice Chardonnay 
To mark the occasion

In a white silk shirt and skin tight pants
He can't sing a note and he's banned all instruments
You've got to respect it

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

We pin our hopes upon
The comeback show of the chosen one
At the Woodstock of the north
In Deeply Vale with Sandie Shaw and The Doors 

Driving the ghost of a famous 60s rock star
Around and around ’til we've built the energy
Living in the back of a camper van
The lakes are great and we do the best we can
One day we'll make it

But the times have changed
The stars have left?
We keep on chasing happiness none the less
One day we’ll find it

Time and Tide

Driving The Ghost Of A Famous Sixties Rock Star

Edmund's mother would drive sometimes for days. Never going anywhere, just somewhere. Somewhere that wasn't there. Another burned out sign to a cheap motel; deep in the humid swamps of the bitter south. A time to stop and rest for a day, maybe two. This life inside her was wanting to see the world.
 Flames and retribution and shame, an archaic remnant to what wanted her to speak no more. Edmund was to be born that day in the swamps.  That day when the cicadas roared like a chorus through sweat and fire. The traveler was born at 3:33 pm

The Fold

The Fold./Ballad of a Traveler part 2

Drink Of Water

Ranty sax and the odd piano tinkle courtesy of Jonathan Ogara (https://soundcloud.com/allopenelectrics).

The lyrics goeth thusly:

Dogmatist insistence, compromise persistence
Poisonous necessities, extinction resistance
Merry Gerry-pandering, oblique meandering
Moments of clarity, hipsterous dexterity
Contraphobic sanity, Ponderous calamity
Peripheral profanity, Stat-packed insanity
Throwaway connectiveness, ultra-bright defectiveness
Nominated reprobate, virtuous advocate

Deceptive conformity, emotional deformity
Factual ambiguity, intellectual nudity 
Off the shelf pomposity, counterfeited prudity
Border-line depravity, empathetic cavity
Hand-wrung gesturing, half-baked posturing
Blame game moronity, stupefied stubbornity
Blinkered conformity, dubious patternity

They’re laughing at you 

Wall to wall stupidity, stupefied community
Working, working tirelessly, optimist futility 
Easy sell simplicity, smugnorant complicity
Manipulated ignorance, proudly flaunted bigot-trance 
Cheer the nicely spoken thief, Kick the gift horse in the teeth, 

They’re laughing at you, because you want it to be true

GadDad Rant

A remake of an old one from the 80s, main guitars and vocs are live recording with two mics in the room, then some overdubbing. Part of our new recording sessions where we are both remaking some old songs on the new, better equipment and recording some new songs as well. We'll keep posting as we go. Morry and I are both singing on this one. Slowly working through the mixing and mastering on the Tascam DP24. Hope you enjoy these.

I’ve Been Dreaming

Great privilege to team up with Gary Rees in this Windtronix release. As the track takes off Gary's wizardry boosts our humble wind ensemble into the stratosphere!
https://soundcloud.com/gary-rees-since-87
 
[Pic taken from The Dragon Balloon....looking back to the launch site in Endcliffe Park, Sheffield...on a windy day...scary!]

Gaining Altitude - Gary Rees | WBE

Woodwind-powered experimental music (jazz/blues/ambient/funk/fusion/free improv....)[MOST TRACKS ARE DOWNLOADABLE] Wind instruments: tenor/alto/soprano saxes; Eb/Bb clarinets; flute/bamboo flutes; recorders; oboe; melodica (+ guitar+other various noisemakers) recorded on a Zoom MRS 1266 / R24.
Beats and other sounds: GarageBand.

Gaining Altitude - Gary Rees | WBE

The Windscale Blues Experiment