Whammy Bar Diaries

by Kevin Abernathy

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released March 1, 2019

Recorded in Knoxville, Tennessee at The Arbor Studio by John Baker and Gray Comer
Mixed by Gray Comer
Mastered by Pete Weiss / Matt Honkonen
Artwork and layout by Susan Bauer Lee
Photographs by Keith Perau

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He's just an East Tennessee boy with a guitar who likes hot wings n' beer.

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Track Name: California
She’s going through her father’s things
Trying to find some clues
Vinyl records, old magazines
No sign of the dead man’s blues
Outside her window the world’s a mess
Kind of like that guitar in the corner
There with its broken neck

There’s handwritten posters of the five dollar shows
Long-haired boys in the city and they’re striking a pose
High top sneakers stuffed with tapered jeans
They’re somewhere on Broadway tonight and they’re making the scene

Did I ever tell you
Did I ever tell you
About California
There’s nothing special
Ain’t nothing special
About California

She don’t want to wind up
A wild time in a cardboard box
Left underneath the bed
With pages full of writer’s block
No, she’s going straight to the top
Track Name: Get Outta Town
I wanted out of the south
Wanted it out of me
Didn’t plan on ever coming back
Until they buried me
I grew out of Johnny and Elvis
That Music City and the Memphis sound
Right there in the state that invented rock and roll
We made a plan
To get out of town

Koji Giles moved to Tennessee
He played guitar and his hair was long
Half Californian half Japanese
He called me dude and we sang some songs
I said I can’t end up like the rest
Playing Skynyrd in these honky-tonks
With the dreamers and the losers
And the ones who never knew when it was time
To get out of town

So goodbye to the country ways
To the windy back roads that lead to nowhere
Goodbye to the fire and brim-stoners
The naysayers and the nonbelievers
Goodbye to the sweet gutter angels in the parking lots
Where the hot summer rain separates from the grease spots
And the steam rises that suffocating air
Thick and slow as the molasses drawl that’s stuck in the throats
Of the ones who didn’t think you had the guts to
Get out of town
Track Name: Las Cruces Sunset
The Jersey boys were holding court on the back of the bus
While Freddy from Philly delivered a soliloquy
Two hippie girls from Richmond with a bag full of drugs
Were trying to catch the Dead in Santa Fe

She had nothing to say

She stared out the window at the Las Cruces sunset
Dreaming of a day
She could come out of the shadows and never have to look back
At the cacti waving goodbye
And the tumble weeds, rolling across the highway

Some long haired boys from Georgia with rock and roll dreams
Had songs in their pockets they were headed to LA
And when the Northeast boys stopped talking
That’s when the babies started squawking
It was ninety degrees and smelled like seven states

She had nothing to say

She stared out the window at the Las Cruces sunset
Dreaming of a day
She could come out of the shadows and never have to look back
At the cacti waving goodbye
And the tumble weeds, rolling across the highway

Not far out of El Paso the bus rolled to a stop
The authorities came on board checking ID’s
She wished she was invisible and she might as well had been
‘Cause where there was a person now was just an empty seat

They drove her away

She stared out the window at the Las Cruces sunset
Dreaming of a day
She could come out of the shadows and never have to look back
At the cacti waving goodbye
And the tumble weeds, rolling across the highway
Track Name: Monumental Days
Nick and Uwe showed up at the station
Driving a Baja Bug
They said hey man you’re the secret weapon
Are you ready
Are you ready
Let’s blow this mother up

Come on come on these are monumental days
Come on come on these are monumental days

The hippies are protesting rockets
The president is bellicose
Don’t have two dollars in our pockets
Oblivious
Oblivious
To anything but rock and roll

Come on come on these are monumental days
Come on come on these are monumental nights
Track Name: Kicked Out
Kicked out
Kicked out
Hello from the golden state
Not famous yet but I’m a song away
Got a girl her name is Tuesday
She keeps me warm and fed on Sundays

When the door is locked a window opens
It’s hard to rock when you’re
Kicked out
Kicked out
Kicked out

No job nothin’ to lose
I’m payin’ my rock and roll dues
We been playin’ every night and day
Been waitin’ around for a big break

Send my Love, send some money
PO box
Kicked out
Kicked out
Kicked out

Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Hello from the golden state
Broke and hungry but I’m on my way
Got a girl her name’s Cindy
She let’s me raid her fridge on Wednesdays

In the other rooms, head trips drama
I’m the shy boy
Kicked out
Kicked out
Kicked out

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