Here's a note to let you know, we’re not bookin’ your show
We’ve seen enough of all the stuff you do
Our festival’s got other bands, other acts from other lands
We’ve gotten all we wanted out of you. (Repeat)
Chorus
When It’s time to end this ride, pack my things and say goodbye,
I don’t think that it’ll be too hard,
There’s other spots for me to see, other things that I could be,
The fishing poles already in the car
Hey there didja see this post, flying out from coast to coast
Seem’s somebody thinks that you are trash
Maybe you should never play, take your songs and go away
Please just shave that hashtag bad mustache. (Repeat)
Chorus
I’ve been out there looking, for an unwritten life,
Making my own rules up as I go,
If I’ve learned one thing all this time, cavorting with this show of mine
It all keeps going even if I don’t, it all keeps going even if I don't.
Absolutely unique arrangements of beautifully honest songs. There's a gentle, sweet tension between the acoustic and the digital, with Boekbinder's voice and words sewing all of the pieces together. Aaron J. Shay (he/him)
The music warrior continues her fight for revolution, freedom and critical thought, Erica continues her wondrous works from famous ideologues resulting in musical poetry for the senses. silverwarrior
I like the original by the Bunnymen, but yours is better, and more grand, with mild undertones of the Moody Blues. Nice. I'm also mad about your whistle version of Orville Peck's fascinating song. Nice collection. silverwarrior