I was only seventeen
When they took my daddy’s farm
Workin’ day and night
Had finally lost its charm
No irrigation pipes to move
No fences to mend on our island in the stream
‘Cause that day they shot holes
in my American dream
I been a long time on the road
Just playin’ in a rock n roll band
I been so many places man
It helps me understand
In their eyes a reflection
Of a once great nation it seems
Where all have lost sight
of their American dreams
Where all have lost sight
Of their American dreams
Are you feeling all right
I’m not feeling to good myself
Are you feeling all right
I’m not feeling to good myself
What if you woke up tomorrow
And everything was gone
Living out of your SUV
And told to move along
We all want the good life
But brother to what extreme
There begin to be holes
in the American dream
Holes turn into canyons
In my American dreams
credits
from Big Monti,
released April 1, 2005
Stan Becraft - bass
Cory Burden - drums
Johnny Wilmont - organ
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The Voodoo Blues. A throbbing, swampy groove from The Snakeys. Can't wait to see these folk live. A sound reminiscent of many of the late Sixties, early Seventies rock legends, given a massive injection of mojo and attitude.
It's all quality. Great songs and great performances. The band is tight. Great swing on the drums and bass. The real deal for sure. Great singer and raunchy guitarwork. Richard Crowfoot
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Like their last EP this is a great modern blues rock record with a nod to the great British blues boom of the late 70's like Taste and Groundhogs , Chris has a great early Johnny Winter snarl to his voice and the rhythm section is solid . great guitar psychout on the track Ride on . Cant wait to catch them live if they get to Sydney William Stevenson
With virtuosic guitar-playing and evocative singing, Carl “Buffalo” Nichols returns Black stories to folk and blues. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 9, 2021