American Trailer Home Blues

In by Moses Guest

  1. Americana Swang
  2. I Do Not Love You
  3. Colorado
  4. Burning Around the Sun
  5. Alabama
  6. Cover Me
  7. Mountain
  8. Right Down*
  9. Sand*
  10. Fly*

* Live tracks

Cover design by Matthew Ryf.

A year and a shuffle of the deck later, Moses Guest found themselves with practically a new lineup. Their second studio release, and first under Aufheben Records, is entitled “American Trailer Home Blues.” A recipe of sounds and imagery captures the essence of the southern-alternative groove. From its funk oriented melodies of Americana Swang to the psychedelic riffs on the live version of FLY, “Trailer Home” redefines the stereotypical “southern sound” and unleashes a raw energy that is seldom heard in today’s music.

Lyrics

Cover Me

It’s another jerk-off situation.
You’re my brother-why don’t you pass to me?
Leave the light on; maybe you’ll find the shadows out.
See them sending out from under your feet…
to Cover Me

It’s another jerk off fascination.
There goes my brother again, falling out my dreams.
Lie a smile on; all of the tongues are laid in stone, but
Inside a rattle: you’re breaking the seams to… Cover Me

Only love, whatever the combination, can
Shake the mighty to breaking at their bones,
So you come out fighting to make it to what you came for, but all that’s inviting has turned around and gone… to Cover Me

It’s another jerk-off situation.
There goes my brother again, falling out of my dreams.
Lie a smile on; all of the tongues are laid in stone, but inside a rattle: you’re breaking the seams… to Cover Me.

Mountain

I see that it’s over now; everything is over.
Maybe some other time; there might be another.
So I’m walking this night alone, looking for a lover and a god,
But it’s just another scenario, running for the cover, like a dog.

Well if only I had known that on the way home I’d get a message from a wheel,
I could have been sweeter when all I could think of was a label.
So I called you up on the phone; I called you every single day that I was gone.
And you called me when I got home; call me anytime on the phone.

‘Cause I run for the mountain – great divide.
Mountain – yeah.

I see that it’s over now; everything is over.
Maybe some other time; there might be another.
So I’m walking this night alone, looking for a lover and a god,
But it’s just another scenario, running for the cover, like a dog.

‘Cause I run for the mountain – great divide.
Mountain – yeah.

  1. Americana Swang
  2. I Do Not Love You
  3. Colorado
  4. Burning Around the Sun
  5. Alabama
  6. Cover Me
  7. Mountain
  8. Right Down*
  9. Sand*
  10. Fly*

* Live tracks

Cover design by Matthew Ryf.

A year and a shuffle of the deck later, Moses Guest found themselves with practically a new lineup. Their second studio release, and first under Aufheben Records, is entitled “American Trailer Home Blues.” A recipe of sounds and imagery captures the essence of the southern-alternative groove. From its funk oriented melodies of Americana Swang to the psychedelic riffs on the live version of FLY, “Trailer Home” redefines the stereotypical “southern sound” and unleashes a raw energy that is seldom heard in today’s music.

Lyrics

Cover Me

It’s another jerk-off situation.
You’re my brother-why don’t you pass to me?
Leave the light on; maybe you’ll find the shadows out.
See them sending out from under your feet…
to Cover Me

It’s another jerk off fascination.
There goes my brother again, falling out my dreams.
Lie a smile on; all of the tongues are laid in stone, but
Inside a rattle: you’re breaking the seams to… Cover Me

Only love, whatever the combination, can
Shake the mighty to breaking at their bones,
So you come out fighting to make it to what you came for, but all that’s inviting has turned around and gone… to Cover Me

It’s another jerk-off situation.
There goes my brother again, falling out of my dreams.
Lie a smile on; all of the tongues are laid in stone, but inside a rattle: you’re breaking the seams… to Cover Me.

Mountain

I see that it’s over now; everything is over.
Maybe some other time; there might be another.
So I’m walking this night alone, looking for a lover and a god,
But it’s just another scenario, running for the cover, like a dog.

Well if only I had known that on the way home I’d get a message from a wheel,
I could have been sweeter when all I could think of was a label.
So I called you up on the phone; I called you every single day that I was gone.
And you called me when I got home; call me anytime on the phone.

‘Cause I run for the mountain – great divide.
Mountain – yeah.

I see that it’s over now; everything is over.
Maybe some other time; there might be another.
So I’m walking this night alone, looking for a lover and a god,
But it’s just another scenario, running for the cover, like a dog.

‘Cause I run for the mountain – great divide.
Mountain – yeah.