One-Stop, Singer songwriter alternative country, Slow tempo, personal, Roots Rock, Amerciana, nostalgic, emotional, warm, Country, Western, organic, heartfelt, Male vocals, drums, bass, piano, horns, electric guitar, acoustic guitar, harmonica, organ, Chicago, Illinois, United States
did your mother warn you about california the closer you get to the sea the more the earth shakes under your feet theres a fault line inside my brain runs parallel to the walk of fame all the stars line up one by one waiting to burn out beneath the sun put on your fancy shoes bite your lower lip and hum the blues may the western wind carry me and you when the whole world goes to hell send a message to all our friends if we never make it back again let them know we wish them well forward all our calls to this desert hotel we may feel ourselves sinking in the sand as history traces the palms of our hands time will tell truths that we cant understand so put your faith on high alert do you believe in heaven or do you believe in hollywood? all the billboards promised us something so good if jesus forgives and drugs can help us forget maybe the past meant nothing at all put on your fancy shoes bite your lower lip and hum the blues may the western wind carry me and you when the whole world goes to hell send a message to all our friends if we never make it back again let them know we wish them well forward all our calls to this desert hotel tell me where do you go when youre looking to forget the world and let it forget you you always seem to know how to read mind, where to find the time and what to leave behind put on your fancy shoes bite your lower lip and hum the blues may the western wind carry me and you when the whole world goes to hell send a message to all our friends if we never make it back again let them know we wish them well forward all our calls to this desert hotel