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All The Dogs
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NEW!!! A youngin`, a gun, and some lonely dogs.
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Acoustic Appalachian Dysfunctional Folk Rock
AcousticAppalachianDysfunctionalFolkRock...from the dusty black coalfields of southwest Virginia, Foddershock is a collaboration between two long-time friends- one that writes strangely truthful and surreal lyrics about the often sordid details of the human condition, and one that puts it all together with a unique and perfectly twisted blend of American roots music. Songs about love, hate, life, death, drinkin, and killin. Sometimes tragic. Sometimes funny. Always interesting. Everything from guitar driven "Alt. Country" to "bluegrass" to a weird mix of banjos and walkie-talkies that can only be described as "southern banjer trance". Put John Prine, The Grateful Dead, Primus, and Camper Van Beethoven in a blender and you gotta a big ol glass of Foddershock. Drink up!
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Peak #41
Peak in subgenre #6
Author
written by A.K. Mullins; performed by W.V. Hill
Rights
2005 Big Belly Records
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December 10, 2004
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
All the dogs have gone to bed With dreams of cats and bones A little boy to pet their head And a front porch of their own A poplar stick to run and fetch A narrow creek to jump A river rat to chase and catch And a master`s leg to hump But what they get just ain`t no fun Midnight trigger click Baby James has found a gun Now who will throw the stick? All the dogs have gathered `round In a hung head lonely daze One by one in the hallowed ground They scratch and sniff the graves As midnight comes, they find the one The one they so adored Here lies James, our youngest son He was only four They bark and howl, they whine and lick They search their mountain home For one last lonely poplar stick To lay upon his stone
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