Blues in the Key of A​(​narchy)

by Greg von Teig

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Towards the end of my last release, Prisoner of His Dreams, I dived into the world of classic blues and folk. The blues provides some fundamentals now implemented in rock and all its associated or derivative subgenres. As I listened to these old acts like Big Bill Broonzy, Lightning Hopkins, or Leadbelly, I heard a bitterness that was explored in punk rock, and I wanted to highlight that to modern listeners.

The product of all this was more heavily blues than I had initially planned. I recorded some straight forward punk adaptations of standards, but I felt they weren't fully utilizing the source material. I leaned more into the blues to try to make the most of the songs, and this was the final result.

I'd like to thank Martin Grosswendt for guiding me through the classic blues, as well as Pete Cassani for his contribution to two of the tracks.

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released December 13, 2016

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Greg von Teig Boston, Massachusetts

Kind of like if Ramshackle Glory collaborated with Bruce Springsteen to cover a Mystik Spiral song from the Lomax archives.

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Track Name: Go Down Old Hannah
Why don't you go down old Hannah, 
Don't you rise no more, 
Why don't you go down old Hannah,
Don't you rise no more.

If you rise in the morning, 
Bring judgement sure, 
If you rise in the morning
Bring judgement sure.

Well, I looked at old Hannah, 
She was turning red, 
Then I looked at my partner,
He was almost dead

You should-a been on this old Brazos 
Back in nineteen and fo'
You could find a dead man 
Layin' across your row

Why don't you wake up old dead man,
Help me carry my row,
Why don't you wake up old dead man
Help me carry my row,...

So go down old Hannah, 
Don't you rise no more, don't you rise no more
If you rise in the morning
Bring judgement sure
Track Name: Sixteen Tons
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number 9 coal
And the store boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

Some people say a man is made outta' mud
A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A troubled mind and a broken soul

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
Track Name: Hard Time Killing Floor Jam (Feat. Pete Cassani)
Hard time's is here
An ev'rywhere you go 
Times are harder 
Than th'ever been befo'

Too poor to make rent
Too rich for welfare
Minimum wage part time
Can't get you nowhere

Rich man yells
He will treat the poor
If the poor will give up even more

I'll treat the rich man
to the treats he treats the poor
If I ever get off this killing room floor
Track Name: When The Sun Goes Down
In the evenin', when the sun go down
In the evenin', when the sun go down
Ain't it so lonesome, ain't it so lonesome, so lonesome when
Your baby's not around
when the sun goes down

I'm lying in bed, and she's in my head
I'm lying in bed, and she's in my head
I wish I was dead, I wish I was dead, Cause she's in
someone else's bed
when the sun goes down

Farewell my friends Farewell you all
My time here ends This town's too small
But don't you fear, I'll be near, if my baby comes back here
When the sun goes down