Unconventional Dog

by The Big Bend

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Matthais I love the "old" sound of Chet Vincent (listen to "desert gold"!) and I love the "new" sound. The bands blues-driven rock has a unique flavor. Favorite track: Heart String Bound.
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1.
I’m gonna get me some religion I’m gonna throw my hands and shout I’m gonna get me some religion I’m gonna throw my hands and shout I’m gonna go down to the river and wash away my doubt. I’m gonna change my way of thinking I’m gonna look out to the east I’m gonna change my way of thinking I’m gonna look out to the east I’m gonna sit down at the table and partake of the feast. I’m gonna give away my troubles We all deserve a second chance I’m gonna give away my troubles We all deserve a second chance I’m gonna stand and face the darkness and clap my hands and dance.
2.
Don’t bring it to my table don’t want it, don’t need it Don’t bring it to my table don’t want it, don’t need it Don’t try to shove that garbage down my throat I can smell it, yeah it’s no good! So don’t bring it to my table In other words, baby, I don’t want your cookin’ anymore. Don’t slip it in my lunch box don’t want it, don’t need it Don’t slip it in my lunch box don’t want it, don’t need it Don’t try to push your rotten goods on me You can’t trick me, yeah I’m no fool! So don’t slip it in my lunch box In other words, baby, I don’t want your cookin’ anymore.
3.
03:21
They say the country’s busted but the kids don’t understand. Now they’re getting restless waitin’, waitin’ on their man. They say the house we trusted was a temple built on sand. Now they take it to the street, they’re waitin’ on their man. He came in a limousine, in a limousine! In a limousine he came, in a limousine! There’s no one left to turn to, nobody but the thief. The very one who cheats and binds us offers us relief.
4.
04:38
Three little hens all in a row Three little hens and I was a crow. Three little hens all in a line Three little hens and the sun, it shined. Holding on the best I can as I try and understand why I let it slip away. The sea and the sky are blue my heart is that color too and I will be alone today. Three little hens all on my mind Three little hens the life I left behind. Three little hens carved out of wood Three little hens gone for good.
5.
I’m in a hard way, she sold me out. I’m in a hard way, she sold me out. Now my world’s Turned upside down I can’t tell a blue sky From the dirty ground I’m full of self doubt, she sold me out! I’m in a bad place, she did this to me. I’m in a bad place, she did this to me.
6.
Coyote! Coyote! I hear your moans! Come little doggie, pick through my bones. I was a bad man, lived a life of sin, ain’t got no grave now to rest in. Coyote! Coyote! On the ground I rot! They just left me where I got shot. Out in the darkness I see your red eyes glow. My flesh is yours now, this I know. Coyote! Coyote! I feel so young! I never thought this day would come. Now I’m stretched out on the cold, cold ground and there’s a lonesome moaning all around.
7.
Every night I drag myself to work and most weeks I barely see the sun. And those long, lonely hours take their toll on a man but they say someday my time will come. For twenty years I’ve kept that awful pace and though I never miss a day some don’t recognize my face. Ah! the last of seven children I’ve been behind in every race — I suppose I’ve always known my place. I was told to live according to the rule that the land we all live in is fair. A man takes what he is given, earns his living with his hands; he won’t die rich but he don’t care. I once believed in never seeking aid that independence was a virtue I’d be rewarded coz I stayed. I believed an honest hour for every honest dollar made. It turns out honest men just never get paid. They’ll make a grown man pee in a cup. They’d put a camera in his bedroom if they could. Ah! but don’t you try an’ fight it, coz the law is on their side; you will work and you will never feel good. But I’m free and I guess I should be glad — free to find some other job or stay lonely, hurt, and mad. And now I ask myself how’d it ever get this bad? I'm more scared of my boss than my dad. And I wanna feel the heat of the earth. I don't want my soul to grow cold. But I also gotta know one day that I’ll look back and be proud of my life when I'm old. So every night I pay my dues; I believe ‘em when they say that it ain’t no shame to lose. And every day when I get home I drown myself with booze and wonder why I feel so used.
8.
You like to dress up in fancy clothes and you like to go out at night You like the stock room to powder your nose and you like the electric lights I’m sick of losing sleep sick of these bruises on my feet I don’t wanna lose you to the weekend street you play an ugly game. You like me to buy you that pink champagne and you like to think it ain’t got a price You like to know everybody’s name and you like pretending that they’re all nice I’m sick of watching my back sick of falling behind the pack I’m sick of wondering just where you’re at you play an ugly game. God damn you play an ugly game! You like when strangers watch you dance you like to breathe the smoke in the air You like the timbre of a dark romance you like its whisper in your hair I’m sick of chasing you down sick of you draggin’ my name in the ground I’m sick of feeling heart string bound you play an ugly game. God damn you play an ugly game! Babe, you play an ugly game.
9.
God said to his son, “there’s nothing after you die but I still love you, so I want you to lie: There’s a place for the sick There’s a place for the sad ones, too There’s hope for the cheated and the abused It’s waiting for you. No reward for the good, and the wicked get away. For all it’s the same, still I want you to say: There’s a place for the sick There’s a place for the sad ones, too There’s hope for the cheated and the abused It’s waiting for you.”
10.
03:19
Go ahead, babe, ask your friends go on see what they have to say. While you’re at it, ask your daddy tell him I never was afraid. Just don’t treat me like a stranger. The way you keep me waiting, it’s a crime. You can wear that leopard print dress oh, and pretend that you didn’t know! You can counter all my advances even though it gets me low :( Just don’t treat me like a stranger. The way you keep me waiting, it’s a crime. And I’ll get down, yeah I’ll get down on my knees. And I’ll get down, yeah I’ll get down on my knees. On my knees! On my knees! On my knees! If I move fast it’s because I’m running I don’t wanna get left behind. If I seem desperate, it’s because I’m crazy and babe I got you on my mind. So just don’t treat me like a stranger, the way you keep me waiting! Just don’t treat me like a stranger. The way you keep me waiting, it’s a crime.

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"The Big Bend’s upcoming album “Unconventional Dog” marks a major change in the group’s sound. Produced, recorded and mixed entirely by the band -- mostly in drummer Abe Anderson’s childhood home -- this album presents a more modern and heavy sound, a shift away from the style of their previous recordings."

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released January 10, 2014

All songs by Chet Vincent and the Big Bend.
Mastered by Garrett Haines, Treelady Studios.

Abe Anderson: drums
Daniel Dickison: guitar
Madison Stubblefield: bass
Chet Vincent: vocals, guitar
Andy Voltz: keys, guitar, vocals

Released on Wild Kindness Records

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The Big Bend Pittsburgh

Chet Vincent is a singer-songwriter from PGH, PA. His bands are:

The Big Bend
(rock/blues/pysch)

Biirdwatcher
(acoustic/folk)

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