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Progressive, hypnotic, spontaneous, and sometimes quirky, ZEGG mixes jazz, rock, jam, funk, reggae, bluegrass, and blues. ZEGG is capable of the slightest musi
Progressive, hypnotic, spontaneous, and sometimes quirky, ZEGG mixes jazz, rock, jam, funk, reggae, bluegrass, and blues. ZEGG is capable of the slightest musical nuance or a monstrous groove that rocks the house down to its foundation. Raleigh, NC's ZEGG is: Mike Gloss : Accoustic/Electric Guitar, vocals Jeff Simonton : Accoustic/Electric Guitar, vocals Chris Johnson : Keys, vocals Shane Bullis : Bass, vocals Bongo John Metcalf : Drums/Percussion, assorted chants and sundry hoots Biography Without going into too much detail, suffice it to say that ZEGG formed by chancea spontaneous collection of wayward souls who are music fans as much as they are musicians. Soon after the five members of ZEGG connected in 2004, theyas well as the strong fan base that quickly followeddiscovered that they had something special. THE SOUND ZEGG's sound gives gracious nods towards Steely Dan, Zeppelin, Bob Marley, The Allman Brothers, The Talking Heads, and many others. Yet ZEGG has a sound all its own, which is, at best, a funhouse mirror reflection of its influences. The band's live performances are based on compelling, well-written songs, tight musicianship, and a shared energy with the audience. To catch a ZEGG show is to witness the band's main ingredients: talent, brotherhood, creativity, fun, and soul.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #645
Peak in subgenre #98
Author
Mike Gloss
Rights
2005
Uploaded
March 26, 2007
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MP3 5.4 MB 128 kbps 5:55
Lyrics
Well, she she's his only wonder Like bellium trapped in the briny sea Faces fade, but age has made her younger Complex heart laced with simplicity He can't say, he can't say, he can't say Why Truth be told, she has left him lately Alone with his thoughts, a note, and Augusto, completely I hope she's alive I hope she's alive He's trying to remember Times before they fell away Now he sees that good intentions need good action She had to leave to ever come back around He can't say, he can't say, he can't say Why The outside is so much darker than within And although he went to rescue her She already had rescued him I hope she's alive I hope she's alive Sweet lover of my times I have found you here alone against the wild Your clothes are torn, but light touches your face And the beasts who grab for your flesh Your heart is mine; they've come too late I hope she's alive I hope she's alive
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