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Folk and country music were what first attracted me to the guitar. A nice change of pace from the classical and jazz I’d grown up with. So...this tune’s a trip back to my roots. Especially in that I wrote lyrics to it, too (a happy return, in my life).
For anyone that doesn’t know: NPR stands for National Public Radio...and I’ve got absolutely no bone to pick with them. I actually tune in quite often. But, I’m a “truth in reporting” kinda guy and have done my best to paint the picture as best and accurately as possible in this, my humble offering to the public ...
Major thanks to my good friend and musical compatriot, ziti, for the freebie GB101 chat classes. Means the world to me, Fran...
Special thanks, also, to all who answered my forum post on mastering, along with Lisa and Tobin. Cool stuff.
And to Miguel and Simon for fostering such a great space for musicians to share and grow. Cheers, guys...
Oh....and to Ava and Josie for speaking up and inspiring this tune, of course.
For anyone that doesn’t know: NPR stands for National Public Radio...and I’ve got absolutely no bone to pick with them. I actually tune in quite often. But, I’m a “truth in reporting” kinda guy and have done my best to paint the picture as best and accurately as possible in this, my humble offering to the public ...
Major thanks to my good friend and musical compatriot, ziti, for the freebie GB101 chat classes. Means the world to me, Fran...
Special thanks, also, to all who answered my forum post on mastering, along with Lisa and Tobin. Cool stuff.
And to Miguel and Simon for fostering such a great space for musicians to share and grow. Cheers, guys...
Oh....and to Ava and Josie for speaking up and inspiring this tune, of course.
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Lyrics
The Evening News
Music and lyrics by Bob Prince
Back seat of an automobile.
Grandpa Barry sittin’ at the wheel.
Ava and Josie sit with me in the back.
Grandma’s ridin’ shotgun:
“yakkity yak”.
Not much happenin’ as the trees roll by,
except the awesome scenery and the sunny blue sky.
Grandpa switches on the radio.
It’s NPR.
uh oh
Death and destruction
fires out west.
A boy stabs his sister right in the chest.
Got the kids attention
can’t do anything but.
It’s just about as subtle
as a ten ton truck.
In Israel
there’s a missile attack.
Two little kids: direct hit in the back.
Josie’s lip’s a treblin’
Ava’s lookin’ real beat.
Two frozen popsicles meltin’ into their seats.
The frown drown drones it’s perpetual diss
‘till Ava says, “Do we have to listen to this”?
The vacuum in the car; you can hear the wheels roll.
Me thinks it’s time to do
some damage control.
We tell ‘em that the world ain’t really so bad.
“There’’s plenty of things that’ll make ya feel glad”.
The kids don’t wanna hear none of that “pc” crap.
They’ve brought a magazine with a positive rap.
Bright colors and pictures
fill up the page.
A pet alligator that’s not kept in a cage.
Now they’re all excited
‘cuz they’re readin’ about
a dog who saves his master from a sure fire out.
Laughin’ and gigglin’...
things are lookin’ upbeat!
The kind of situation
you’re just dying to meet.
The grownups we’re a smilin’
thinkin’, “this is real cute”.
I think we should get fitted
for a straight jacket suit.
Instrumental
You can’t escape the news, you hear it everywhere.
Like the muzak that you hear in a dentist’s chair.
Kid’s minds are blank pages lookin’ for positive ink.
The stuff they see and hear affects how they think.
The news paints a world that’s filled with chaos and fear,
leavin’ out the good that grown-ups don’t care to hear.
But there’s one way we can kick the bad vibes outta town:
Turn the darn thing off, when the kids are around.
© 2007 Bob Prince
Music and lyrics by Bob Prince
Back seat of an automobile.
Grandpa Barry sittin’ at the wheel.
Ava and Josie sit with me in the back.
Grandma’s ridin’ shotgun:
“yakkity yak”.
Not much happenin’ as the trees roll by,
except the awesome scenery and the sunny blue sky.
Grandpa switches on the radio.
It’s NPR.
uh oh
Death and destruction
fires out west.
A boy stabs his sister right in the chest.
Got the kids attention
can’t do anything but.
It’s just about as subtle
as a ten ton truck.
In Israel
there’s a missile attack.
Two little kids: direct hit in the back.
Josie’s lip’s a treblin’
Ava’s lookin’ real beat.
Two frozen popsicles meltin’ into their seats.
The frown drown drones it’s perpetual diss
‘till Ava says, “Do we have to listen to this”?
The vacuum in the car; you can hear the wheels roll.
Me thinks it’s time to do
some damage control.
We tell ‘em that the world ain’t really so bad.
“There’’s plenty of things that’ll make ya feel glad”.
The kids don’t wanna hear none of that “pc” crap.
They’ve brought a magazine with a positive rap.
Bright colors and pictures
fill up the page.
A pet alligator that’s not kept in a cage.
Now they’re all excited
‘cuz they’re readin’ about
a dog who saves his master from a sure fire out.
Laughin’ and gigglin’...
things are lookin’ upbeat!
The kind of situation
you’re just dying to meet.
The grownups we’re a smilin’
thinkin’, “this is real cute”.
I think we should get fitted
for a straight jacket suit.
Instrumental
You can’t escape the news, you hear it everywhere.
Like the muzak that you hear in a dentist’s chair.
Kid’s minds are blank pages lookin’ for positive ink.
The stuff they see and hear affects how they think.
The news paints a world that’s filled with chaos and fear,
leavin’ out the good that grown-ups don’t care to hear.
But there’s one way we can kick the bad vibes outta town:
Turn the darn thing off, when the kids are around.
© 2007 Bob Prince
ktb
The music belies the message and its a neat juxposition. The lyrics are great, and the guitar work sounds sweet. Fab slide!