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She's That Way
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Speaking of innocent baristas forced to engage boorish, swarthy customers like me....
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Gilbert Neals new 2013 CD, Dirty Red Pagan. A CD funded in part by a successful Kickstarter campaign. Its pop/soul. Fast numbers, slow ones, ballads, humor and
WHO IS IT? Gilbert Neal. WHAT IS THIS? Gilbert Neal’s new 2013 CD, “Dirty Red Pagan”. A CD funded in part by a successful Kickstarter campaign. WHAT’S THE MUSIC LIKE? It’s pop/soul. Fast numbers, slow ones, ballads, humor and true life stories. Sounds like Stevie Wonder and Steely Dan had a baby and made it listen to David Bowie and the Swingle Singers all its wretched but funky life. WHO’S PLAYING? Gilbert Neal on vocals, piano, guitar and bass. Steve Camilleri on drums, Darrelll Nutt on percussion, Marko Marisic on good guitar parts, and Pamela Henderson on backing vocals. WHAT’S A “DIRTY RED PAGAN”? An anagram of “Andy Partridge”. The great XTC front-man gave his enthusiastic blessing to use that as the CD’s title. It’s an apt one considering the somewhat socialist, somewhat sexual, and somewhat godless messages in the lyrics. WHO IS GILBERT NEAL? A multi-instrumentalist and songwriter. He was born in Buffalo, NY and now lives in Hillsborough, NC. He has performed in many kinds of ensembles through the years. Jazz, theater, funk, 50’s, soul, prog, etc. This is his 4th complete solo work, the previous three being Drink The Beast With Me (2006), “Our Deepest Apathy” (2008) and Vultures and Diamonds (2010). DO YOU FORESEE A TIME WHEN LENNON-MCCARTNEY BECOMES AN ACTIVE SONGWRITING PARTNERSHIP AGAIN? No. WHERE CAN I FIND MORE INFORMATION? Try gilbertneal.com. Also Facebook, etc. as well as videos on Youtube. If you must. WHAT’S THE DREAM? To be the American Susan Boyle.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Alt-Pop
Charts
Peak #252
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
Gilbert Neal
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2013 Autoholic Friend Music (ASCAP)
Uploaded
February 25, 2013
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MP3 5.5 MB 128 kbps 5:59
Lyrics
Slink through automatic doors, and stare back at the floor, Pretend you didn't see her, Walk through ergonomic aisles, and watch her as she smiles, And soon you feel the fever, Try so hard to keep it cool, better to be thought a fool, Than to open up that big mouth and remove all doubt… She's that way with everyone, not just you, not just you, Everybody thinks that she's the one, buddy, not just you, not just you In the car ride on the way, you had so much to say, Rehearsed improvisation, Still, she's warm to your advance, and maybe soon the chance To wrest her from her station, Dress your past with filigree, laughter comes so easily, Maybe time to take this to a higher plane So tuck your tail away, and keep those dreams at bay, The memory of you lingers 'til the next one comes Sexy Che Guevara tattoo, not for you, (NO!) not for you, All these assholes think they're witty, too, buddy, Not just you, not just you So go back to your life, your children and your wife, That's middle age that's calling, and the bill is due...
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