Think Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks meets The Andrew Sisters and you might come close to putting your finger on it.
This song is on the seventh studio release for Circe Link is a return to all things Cowboy Jazz, her unique and original style. But true to her form there are meanderings into Loungey Jazz, Country and even Pop.
RELEASE DATE: August 1st 2013
All songs written by Circe Link & Christian Nesmith
Produced by Christian Nesmith
Engineered by Brant Biles
Additional Engineering by Matt Lavella
Engineered and Mixed by Christian Nesmith
Recorded at Stagg Street Studio
Mastered by Brant Biles, Los Angeles CA
Christopher Allis – Drums
Jason Chesney – Bass
Laura Drew – Backing Vocals
Circe Link – Lead Vocals
Christian Nesmith – Guitar & Backing Vocals
Debra Tala – Backing Vocals & Accordion
Michael Sherwood – Keys
Ian Walker - Upright Bass
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Existentialist Amateur Porn Star Meets Charming Drunk: What could go wrong?
From our record Dumb Luck, our new video and single Hair Of The Dog.
A pleasure for your eyes and ears, and a parable all in one. Enjoy!
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HAIR OF THE DOG
Danny the drinker goes on a stinker five times a week or more
He’s not a loser
His higher power is taking a shower most every day ‘round four
He’s just a boozer
After a meeting he goes a greeting a step that can’t be ignored
2, 3, 4
His anonymity finds an affinity for friends who are better poured
He says, hey Harvey Wallbanger
Hi Pink Squirrel, Good evening Mr. Patron
Hello Miss Margarita, yes it’s always nice to see ya
But I’m taking Bloody Mary home
I need the hair of the dog, hair of the dog
Hair of the dog that bit me
This puppy’s pretty pickled
And my lilly liver’s tickled by the hair of the dog that bit me
Screwdriver Sally she lives in the valley but she ain’t the girl next door
A people pleaser
She’s workin’ in Chatsworth a euphemistic soda jerk and some of you know the score
No not a teaser
When she gets finished with her funny business she heads to the local pub
Let’s drink up
Everyone knows her bangers and blowers she’ll put a bug in your rug and
She says, hey Harvey Wallbanger
Hi Pink Squirrel, down the hatch bottoms up!
I think I’ll get a Greyhound to my Kamakazi uptown
With a B-52 for luck
I need the hair of the dog, hair of the dog
Hair of the dog that bit me
This puppy’s takes a pounding
When I’m lost I can be found under the hair of the dog
I’ll have the hair of the dog
Three more Old Fashioneds and my legs are like swizzle sticks
Tom Collins is dancing with one who should never mix
I’m three sheets, I’m twisted, I’m twazzed and I’m tossed
From wagons a spinning I’m bound to fall of, falling, falling, falling, falling
So if on occasion you wake in frustration to someone you’ve never met
A total stranger
Chewing your arm off won’t take the charm off the one you’d rather forget
Dog in the manger
You might consider a tonic with bitters next time your on the town
Grain or the grapery brewers or bakery but order me one more round
And I say, hey Harvey Wallbanger
Hi Pink Squirrel, Good evening Mr. Patron
Hello Miss Margarita, yes it’s always nice to see ya
But I’m taking Roy Rogers home
Make mine the hair of the dog, hair of the dog
Hair of the dog that bit me
That bowser’s pretty brutal
And it’s bound to screw your poodle, yes the hair of the dog
That dirty rotten stinkin’ hair of the dog
Hair of the dog, hair of the dog that bit me
This puppy’s pretty pickled
And my lilly liver’s tickled by the hair of the dog
I’ll have the hair of the dog, a little hair of the dog, give me the hair of the dog
Make mine the hair of the dog
Written by
Circe Link (Narccisiphus Music BMI)
Christian Nesmith (Neztoons Publishing BMI)
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