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Predestination Shuffle (Live at BrewsNBytes)
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GWO getting loose live
good without one politica
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liberal ranting and raving, but sensitive explorations of the current American malaise
Good Without One was a drummerless and mercifully leaderless rock trio performing off the track and often humorous, often political originals and originally arranged covers. The players are George Potor, guitar and vocals, Joe DeCristopher, guitar and vocals, and Rick Totten, bass and vocals. These folks have played together in different contexts for decades, but only as this particular trio from 2003 - 2008. While the level of musicianship is high, their disdain for the trappings of rock stardom is legendary. Two of the members even remained seated throughout performances, despite no obvious physical impairments. Their drummerless approach was a novel but occasionally successful scam to get electric instruments into acoustic venues.
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Genre
Jazz Lounge
Charts
#4,031 today Peak #146
#428 in subgenre Peak #8
Author
George Potor/GWO
Rights
George Potor 1995
Uploaded
February 22, 2008
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:58
Story behind the song
Two friends told me they were getting married. I thought it was meant to be (hence the title). Many years later, I wrote the bridge to help make up for the dirth of songs with mantra chants in them.
Lyrics
The kitchen is flyin’ us a brand new plate; Pizza whole-wheat pie from the Buckeye State. Don’t ya’ send me no fries, I gotta meditate; I mean my mind is my real estate. CHORUS; It’s in the air, oh, it’s in the air, It's in the air and we’ll find it. It’s in the air, oh, it’s in the air; It's in the air, I don’t mind it. In a world full of paper she’s dancin’ sci-fi, Little Baba Ram Daas, pink pants on tight. They’re never gonna like it at the Junior High, They’re never gonna find it ‘cause they’re closin’ their eyes. CHORUS After missin’ all those years full of frolic and fun, They’re runnin’ from the guns in Jerusalem. I’m not seein’ this through one television stare; You’re livin’ with Fate and it’s in the air. CHORUS BRIDGE: Home is the heart of adventure; Never know a novice by name. It’s easy to spot inner tension; Baba nan, baba nan, kevalam, Baba nan, baba nan, kevalam. The kitchen is flyin’ us a brand new plate; Pizza whole-wheat pie from the Buckeye State. Don’t ya’ send me no fries, I gotta meditate; I mean my mind is my real estate. Baba nan, baba nan, kevalam.
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