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Dead Bird on Your Doorstep
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I am a solo artist from Minneapolis,Minnesota. On this site you will find my old and new pieces. I'm currently going to IPR(institute of production and recording) and going to achieve a degree in music business. My main goal is to someday produce my own music for radio commercials,movie scores and video games. Sound can be an adventure that can sooth our minds enough to bring us to that place of clarity. That is the whole reason why we listen, right? Music is like a therapist that doesn't charge you. I've lately been interested in Music Therapy. I also have been podcasting on MsbMusicbiz.com
Song Info
Genre
Alternative • Indie
Charts
#19,444 today Peak #202
#3,943 in subgenre Peak #43
Author
Gary
Rights
1998
Uploaded
January 20, 2005
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MP3
MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
The song title came from a childhood experience. Me and my good friend Scott had a thing with slingshots and b.b. guns around our early years. I think we were around twelve. We would hunt squirrels,chipmunks,birds. Any living thing that moves besides people. We came across this helpless bird that had a broken wing and was unable to fly. Scott took the slingshot from about two feet and smashed the rock into the birds face. The blood poured out of its beak and we watched in silence as this birds end came. As I wrote this song later in life, I was tired of friendships going wrong. People coming and going. Using up your life like a gas gauge. Suddenly you have a friend, then the tide changes. You spend time building things such as trust, companionship and loyalty and sooner or later it will end with, "I don't approve of you anymore." Like Jim Morrison writes, life hurts a lot more. By seeing what we've done to this dead bird reminded me of how I felt about those friendships. I was that bird. That these people had killed me in some way and sooner or later, I will end up on their doorstep. Bleeding and dead and now you have to throw me away. THe bird ended up on the doorstep of an old grumpy neighbor that lived two doors down.
Lyrics
Sitting around watching t.v. Right now, right now. Why do you come into my door When there was nothing else for me? Nothing else for me? Sitting around, with friends. I know right now. Why do you betray me somehow? Betray me somehow? I will, find you somehow? Go. Go away! Traitor! Go away! Gary Hedenland: Guitar,Vocals Andy Doyle: Guitar Greg Hundt: Bass Jarick Losey: Drums
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