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Swimming in Turpentine

by Woodbrain

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Bucky Rootsy, bluesy & jammy rock. Great addition for those of you on the blues rock kick lately yet need something outside the normal blues box. Favorite track: Storm Clouds.
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Port Chicago highway road Drove all night long Just to get back home I don't want to stay in that city I don't want to be alone Watch her walking With those eyes of gold Through fire and water Burning me down slow I'll take you with me girl Don't you want to go Build our holler Up in the sun Wait till morning Before we start to run Don't walk away now girl Or all our hard work will be undone Coal black water Its Running slow If it pulls me under Don’t you let me go Build our house up on that hill Above that port Chicago highway road
Northbound 04:20
Well I’m going down to the Station To Catch that Northbound Train If you don’t want to come with me this Time Girl Might not ever see you again Well I’m going straight up to Portland See my loving baby there REASON I’m going to so far man She’s got that long brown hair Well you better Jump and Run Throw your hands up to the sky We’re gonna shake em’ down so easy baby Easy till we die . . . Well I'm going down to the station catch that northbound train ask that conductor for a ticket man please take me home again take me home again take me home
Dig 04:54
Looking to find me a little job of my own One that won’t tell me to stay off the phone One that won’t direct me to the nearest credit store And one that won’t kick me out -- as I walk past the door Looking to find me a little home of my own Home…. of my own One that won’t trample down the broken fence One that won’t dig down too deep - in the old soggy ditch And one that already knows the way back home. Looking to find me a little home of my own Home…. of my own Just A little truck that will run Not jackknife and squeal One that doesn’t sound too loud And turn the driveway into an oil field Home…. of my own Just a little lady or a baby or a Bog dog One that won’t bite my leg Or start to chew on my ear As I listen to the thunder--that my baby girl fears Looking to find me a little home of my own Not too hard to find a log One to sit upon for a little while One that doesn’t have any bugs Just loves to sit out in the damp woodpile I Could go for a crooked boat One that purrs and sleeps so soundly It would know how to cook and clean So me and my lady could continue madly Looking to find me a little home of my own I try not to worry too much about it Throw away the plastic they send me for free Those faraway places and those things they say I need Are already held deep within me. Cause I’ve already found myself oh, I've already found myself oh, I've already found myself found myself a home of my own found myself a little home of my own
Good Man 04:36
You told me to go I said no no this can't be true why can't you love me girl the same way that I do you You drove far away left me living here with my lies but now things have changed So won't you turn around and give me one more try It don't matter... What you try to do And It don't matter... what you put me through cause some day some way I'm going sneak up I'm going to find you You know I've changed my ways So forget those days No need to worry what I might do Cause I'm a better man Doing all I can To be a good man this time it's true (Repeat verse 1)
Storm Clouds 06:30
Well I feel like crying But how can I add another tear The river’s already overflowing Storm clouds drawing so near Swimming in this ocean Waiting on the tide to turn The way this world is going Seems like we ought to learn Could I change your mind forever Could our love be that strong Can we turn back the raging river Before the storm clouds blow way too long
Turpentine 02:46
The barn is burning In the back yard It’s Getting hard to see I went back home Just To find you gone and the Ashes covered me are you free – are you free – are you free In your mind -Don’t you worry about me buddy I’m just swimming in turpentine You built a tower then you Pushed it over Took so long to see All your friends they pulled you in You’re Such a casualty Go away From my mind So don’t worry about me buddy I’m just swimming in turpentine Help me back up before I lose my way Turn me over don’t leave me where I lay Time is just a lie and you will soon be mine But for now I’ll be swimming down here all alone In this turpentine You Paint your story with your shadows See it your own way falling down just to find the ground find me where I lay Spinning round to read the signs Don’t you worry about me any more I’m just swimming in turpentine Turpentine Turpentine
Next Stop 04:13


With a guitar/harmonica/bass/drums line-up, Woodbrain might be mistaken for a typical blues collective — at least until this fiery Portland, Oregon foursome begins to play, when it quickly becomes apparent they are potentially an evolutionary force in the genre. Or several genres at once.

Woodbrain’s energy is incendiary; their music deeply rooted in tradition. And yet their songwriting and improvisation pull those roots in all kinds of directions informed by the generations of Son House, Jimi Hendrix, and John Coltrane. Without sacrificing an iota of heart or soul, their sound effortlessly skirts boundaries to reach blues, rock, Americana, and jam scene listeners alike.

Like fellow roots-based new music trailblazers Derek Trucks, Medeski Martin & Wood, and Widespread Panic, it is the exhilaration of making music within a profound tradition, and yet without boundaries, that keeps Woodbrain’s creative fires blazing.


released July 14, 2009


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Woodbrain Portland

"A very new and very exciting vision of the blues — a fusion of the Delta and their own haunted visions. In a way, when performing live they're like a classic jam band that can take a song and its theme for great lengths... but whatever they are, they're extremely innovative with a sound completely their own. Exhilarating and mind-enchanting." —Cascade Blues Association ... more

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