Birdsong from Rainbo Rider by Bleed Singers

The things I used to care about
They blew my mind
They made me half insane

Bogus competition, man
My job was more important
Than my name

Got back to the music
Back before they even banged skin with a bone

Keeping my sound primitive
Keeping it rosetta tone

I’ve been schooling myself in birdsong
I’ve been moving myself along

I’ve been having big conversations

Singing with my dog
And making records with the possum in the yard

Once I got back into it
I dusted off the tools of my trade

Threw out all my pedals, man
I only need a little bit of gain

Gotta keep it simple, man
A couple chords
A little turn of phrase
22 turned 45
I’m older but I’m still unsane

UNSANE

I’ve been schooling myself in birdsong
I’ve been moving myself along

I’ve been having big conversations

Singing with my dog
And making records with the possum in the yard

Singing with my dog
And making records with the possum in the yard

• Rock
• country rock
• folk
• psychedelic
• singer-songwriter
• Culver City