Song picture
Out Of Touch
Comment Share
Free download
nirvana beatles radiohead americana counting crows wilco foo fighters beck travis david bowie teenage fanclub yo la tengo violent femmes sparklehorse blue rodeo whisky town echo and the bunnymen montreal rock bands
SHOOTING RUBYS - CD "Mood Swings and Cravings" History Doesn't Repeat - It gets better. God bless post-modernism - just when you think that everything that can be done with your basic guitars-bass-drums combo has been done, someone can come along and prove you wrong. On the first listen of "Mood Swings and Cravings" one can hear why the word has spread. Turning media and radio heads as far as the U.S., Spain, France, Belgium, Yugoslavia and Russia. Straddling the top 10 of many a chart, at home and abroad. The fresh, eloquent sophomore self-recording by these do-it-yourselfers, showcases solid kick-in- the-ass song writing. All four of these Montreal based members write and deliver the goods within this dynamic roller coaster collection of Alt.Pop / Rhythm Rock / Americana flavours, all thrown into a blender for a refreshing cocktail. Shooting Rubys have been dubbed the "Wilco" of the North and "Blue Rodeo's kid brothers on trucker speed”. No matter what your musical pallet and range... there's a song on Shooting Rubys' "Mood Swings and Cravings" that will please. Just slap it in the deck and play it with the top down. It's going to be a nice cool ride.
Song Info
Genre
Alternative Brit Pop
Charts
#19,293 today Peak #159
#403 in subgenre Peak #9
Author
Patrick Dubé
Rights
Patrick Dubé / Shooting Rubys
Uploaded
February 04, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Out of Touch ©1998 Pat Dube. All Rights Reserved. . I don't know where to start Should I rush it through, to later take it apart Or take my time Do it right and get this straight off my heart Here we are in misery Penniless and empty again When we should be basking in the sun To stop and take a break would be fun Did I miss my calling? Is it maybe why I feel I'm crawling? To the next destination With all this apprehension I float through the door Just to keep on moving forward Everybody's screaming to be heard We fall into this catchy chorus Playing our epiphany Turn our dreams into reality When I make my stand I want to take you with me Here I am when I could be home Playing the fool that you've always known Out of touch and out of tune With the rest of the world. © 1998 Pat Dube. All Rights Reserved.
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.