ARTIST: The Wildbirds
TITLE: Suzanna
LABEL: Pat's Record Company
GENRE: Indie
BITRATE: 223kbps avg
PLAYTIME: 0h 14m total
RELEASE DATE: 2007-00-00
RIP DATE: 2007-03-27
Track List
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1. 421 (Everybody Loves You) 3:25
2. Shake Shake 3:28
3. Way Down Low 4:47
4. Suzanna 3:09
Release Notes:
The Wildbirds do it. They do it because they can. They do it because they canÆt
do anything else. ItÆs the American dream. They like spittle on their mics and
distortion in their amps. They like their guitars to bite, their drums crisp;
hair flapping like a free flag in the smoky venue night. They are hooked. Life
long prisoners of a classic sound that taunts their ears relentlessly. ItÆs
incessant. ItÆs necessary. ItÆs unmanageable. ItÆs rock and roll. ItÆs as
American as apple pie. ItÆs roots planted firmly in the ground that is mangy
guitars, top soil bass, and tree trunk drums. ItÆs not just music to them. ItÆs
blood. ItÆs the way of life that they have always been denied by conventions and
cowardice of the naysayer . TheyÆre tired of waiting around. TheyÆre ready to do
something about it. Destiny in their hands, they set out to make something
concrete. Something real, something timeless. Everyday children in America
recite the poetry of William Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, and Emily Dickinson,
theyÆre ears are soothed into a quiet musing by the radio sounds of yesteryear.
A year ago the Wildbirds found themselves asking why this is so. Why are people
still reading and listening to the words and music scribed long ago?
Timelessness. Sincerity. The Universal Mind. The Real. It is not a mass
constructed skyscraper secret. It is an underground acceptance of the good
things in life. The things that make life worth living. The songs. These four
Midwest kids have paid their dues. They spent years trying to find their sound
inside of the new bands of today. It wasnÆt enough. It didnÆt feel. It wasnÆt
quite there. They had to start again. They wanted to get back to the essence of
what makes it good. So they sold their new equipment and opted for the amps,
guitars, and drum kits that great bands like Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers,
The Band, and Bob Dylan used. Things built to last, built to stand the test of
time. It was never about the girls, the money, or the fame. This is and always
has been the pursuit of the ever elusive sound. They hear it everyday. In three
months in Los Angeles, innumerable hours in practice, and an eternity of
compromises they have come pretty damn close. When they are on stage you can
feel the spirit of the thing. You can feel that indefinable it. ItÆs not stoic.
ItÆs ever-changing in a static world building upon itself like a city, like an
empire, like a religion. ItÆs wild like the wind and free as a bird. There you
have it, the Wildbirds, born out of fire and freedom. TheyÆre hungry veterans
looking for their piece of that American apple pie. And who can blame them?