Like a Clock About to Ring

Because it seemed necessary to the continuation of the species and overall world health, here’s another new song: Honeysuckle Girl.

This new band I’m in had lots of great songs, but nothing too fast, so I wrote something that the kids could dance to. Or drink to. It’s all about the multitool in this new digital age. My partner in this endeavor gave me some assistance with the song (thanks, Tim)1. This is still a rough demo, so if you want to hear the real thing, come see Sweet Grass Sally perform it live and in your personal space2.

More to come, so stick around. And if a Honeysuckle Girl is out there:

“and the sad notes floated out to the patio and hung in the trees like birds too tired to fly” 
 Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary

It's not quite her, but,,,

1 Because I apparently don’t believe in a real chorus anymore.
2 We play hot tubs.