today was a good day. was able to link up the facebook, bandcamp, and wordpress pages. thank you star trek future. and with no future adieu.. first track of the bs ides album, which is, and will be forever, constantly updating. Now i can share this music here.
thank you.
if you like what you hear, click the picture, listen to the band, change the world, high five yer friends
Get on that shit horse and ride.
Jimmy Dick He-Haw Rose
rough rider on the american one horse highway
There goes my hero,
wife in hand
Taking his place in Heebs11,
riding his horse through the desert behind a piller of smoke and fire,
never quite made it to the Promise Land
Aren’t we all a little like Hee-ha Roser, hyootin sand?
Thot he was running from, never knowing where to,
somewhere lost between Elijah the Prophet and Steeley Dan
There’s not time enough, never alone enough, not loved enough
or purposed clear enough, there’s no jesus loud enough, no hell quite hot enough
to keep the men from micing,
lost though living, unto death
The curse and the promise that keeps him
leather faced, ten feet tall & bullet proof,
scared shitless, bored and directionless,
gone all goo in the heart of the chest.
weeping at a soft rain,
helpless for the helpless.
Aren’t we all a little like Jim Dick Rossy the wild ditch dog?
Hee-Haw James, six gun stallion, the Holy Mother Church
& the teeth of the heart?
There goes the dead prophet
raising bones by the circle K,
on his flaming horses, in his sleeveless tee,
in the dead of the day.
Get on that Shit Horse and ride.
Dead. He still believes.
Forgiven of drug abuse
and crimes against his family.
still believes,
knows he is loved- dead & buried,
Sifting through the earth in a Jesus grave-
in the whole jesus
the single touch
the whole love
perfect love
forgiver
believer
jesus, the sun,
holds Little Jimmy by the hand,
cradles him at his breast, wipes away tears,
loves him, hates him, bleeds him, is him.
forever a family
a light inside
and a door to walk through.
“..I am the LORD who exercises lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on earth; for I delight in these things…”
“…Thy throne, O God, is for ever and ever: a sceptre of justice is the sceptre of thy kingdom…”
“He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the LORD require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God..”
..to make his ways our ways..
to become godlike. Do Lord.
to become love. justice and mercy.
no bombs over bagmen
i believe
like a twig in wet waters
like a sim city seamstress
that somehow, with every unprovoked act of love,
every wet souls silent crossing-the-street prayer time,
we send satan down like a bolt of lightning from heaven
like a touch on the cheek
or even just remembering…
(you little saudi boy beat behind the bedroom door, what was i supposed to do?)
there aint no help like the hand of god
there aint no love like the home of holy
there aint no hope like the house of zion
aint no weep like the river of god
aint no joy like forever everlasting
aint no bleed without seeing
no bruise without healing
no laugh without loving
no falling without rising
no smother
no snicker
no fatter
no wiser
no whimper
only love, the face of god.
we will puke up our sin on the floor, all over the sidewalks, in the hallways,
on our new beds, on our laptops, and dinner tables…
it will take years, but we might stand a chance at looking at each other
