Sunshine Daydream

I pissed in the streets of downtown Norfolk waiting to meet Patterson Hood. It was totally worth it considering a roadie gave us a six pack of Stella and an unreleased concert dvd. Plus I got to hug Patterson and Cooley. And had my face rocked off!

“A World of Hurt”

By Drive By Truckers

Once upon a time, my advice to you would have been go out and find yourself a whore
But I guess I’ve grown up, because I don’t give that kind of advice anymore

Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt

I was 27 when I figured out that blowing my brains wasn’t the answer
So I decided, maybe I should find a way to make this world work out for me
And my good friend Paul was 83 when he told me; that “To love is to feel pain”
And I thought about that then and I’ve thought about that again and again

Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt

“To love is to feel pain” there ain’t no way around it
The very nature of love is to grieve when it is over
The secret to a happy ending is knowing when to role the credits
Better role them now before something else goes wrong
No, it’s a wonderful world, if you can put aside the sadness
And hang on to every ounce of beauty upon you
Better take the time to know it there ain’t no way around it 
If you feel anything at all

Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt

So if what you have is working for you, or you think that it can stand a reasonable chance, and whatever’s broken seems fixable and nothing’s beyond repair
If you still think about each other and smile before you remember how screwed up it’s gotten or maybe dream of a time less rotten
Remember, it ain’t too late to take a deep breath and throw yourself into it with everything you got 

It’s great to be alive

Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt / Gonna be a world of hurt

“Your Daddy Hates Me” by Drive By Truckers

I know your Daddy hates me and I got a room in hell reserved. 
I know he wants to kill me and it’s the least that I deserve 
But I always loved his daughter, that’s something that I know you know. 
Just sometimes don’t do what I ought to, sometimes I yes when I should no. 

I know your Daddy hates me and I drink more than a whale 
but my failures ain’t for lack of trying it’s just a little too late now to prevail. 
But you always knew I was a screw up, long before I screwed us up. 
You said it endeared you to me, but in the end you just gave up 

And I always loved your Daddy, I loved your Mama even more 
And I always loved their daughter, that’s for sure. 

And I know your Daddy hates me, I know I’d probably hate me too. 
But, I also know you don’t hate me, even though you’d probably like to and ought to. 
And it’s a little too late for writing love songs, but I never did anything on time. 
Happiness for your big adventure. 
See you Darling down the line.

And I always loved your Daddy, I loved your Mama even more                       And you always were the apple of my eyes, that’s for sure 

“Sounds Better in the Song” by Drive By Truckers

When I saw her standing there, with her bright eyes and shining hair, 
she was looking back at me. 
Some are meant to sing, some are meant to talk and some aren’t meant to say a thing. 
But when she opened up her mouth and that sweet voice came out 
I lost track of my own name. 
Now she’s found herself, and I lost mine 
and I’m just another guy who can’t give her anything. 

Well the drifter, He holds on to his youth just like it was money in the bank. 
And “Lord knows, I can’t change” sounds better in the song 
than it does with hell to pay. 
I might as well of slipped that ring on your finger from a window of a van 
as it drove away. 
Now she’s found herself, and I lost mine 
and I’m just another guy who can’t give her anything. 

Dreams are given to you when you’re young enough to dream them 
before they can do you any harm. 
They don’t start to hurt, until you try to hold on to them after seeing how they really are. 
She used to dream them with me, every single crazy one, 
until they started hurting her too, now she’s got some of her own 
and outgrowing me, might be the best thing for her she’s ever done. 

A light that shines as bright as hers can’t be kept in the shadows for too long. 
A heart that wants to live and a soul that wants to give 
can’t just sit at home alone. 
Lord, she’s give me everything and never wanted anything I couldn’t give. 
Just what was inside of me. 
And now she’s found herself, and I lost mine 
and I’m just another guy who can’t give her anything. 

My new favorite song. 

“Too much sex (Too little Jesus)” by Drive By Truckers

My loot from National Record Store Day!

Grateful Dead, 2 Humble Pie, 2 Drive-By Truckers

“The Three Great Alabama Icons” by Drive By Truckers

Not from Bama, but I’m damn proud of being from the South. This song is a story about a song. And it’s really interesting. The song Patterson Hood is talking about is not as good as the actual story. (In my opinion). But if this strikes your interest look up “Wallace.”

“Lucky for him, the devil was a southerner too…”