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Silver Dollar Spotlights
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Truth is subjective, people are obsessed with statistics and data, but we'll take it one small joy at a time
brendan sellers stocks vagabonds stocks and vagabonds jonathan walter jason pearlman scott herman
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Multi-layered sound influenced by every talented genre
I started this site after first picking up guitar in 2003. My goal is to be involved in as many musical projects as I can, and to share original creations. Everyday stimuli, positive or negative, is as much character building as it can manifest itself later as artistic expression. Music, to me, is an abstract purging of the unconscious, a vessel through which emotions and thoughts are expressed. Currently, this site shows some jams from long ago, as well as more modern representations of my work. I'm now in a band Stocks and Vagabonds playing lead and sharing vocals with Jason Pearlman, who also plays rhythm. Jonathan Walter plays drums, and Scott Herman fills the bass role. Some of our tracks are up here, feel free to listen & enjoy!
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Charts
Peak #295
Peak in subgenre #46
Author
Jason Pearlman & Brendan Sellers
Rights
2008
Uploaded
May 28, 2008
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 3:10
Story behind the song
Jason Pearlman - lead vocals, rhythm guitar Scott Herman - bass guitar, backup vocals Brendan Sellers - backup vocals, lead guitar, drums
Lyrics
Silver dollar spotlights beaming in the wrong direction Conceal the mystery and leave it undefined And as I pass through broken glass I see my own reflection Spoon-fed logic cannot be the purpose of the mind Constitutions from institutions of suited freaks in pinstripes Steal ideas from old ideals of nickles and crimes And though they know where not to go they 'lope away anyway Begin won't always meet the end if money equals time I'm waiting for my phone to ring, to brew my coffee I don't drink I'll roll my own cigarettes, take my risks and place my bets I don't want this red pill, I don't want your synthetic mind Waiting for my phone to ring, to brew my coffee I don't drink I'll roll my own cigarettes, take my risks and place my bets, I don't like this red pill, I don't want your synthetic mind
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