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by David Roos

Eighteen original songs-- thoughtful lyrics, surprising chord structures, and unexpected rhythms.
Genre: Rock: Adult Alternative Pop/Rock
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1. A Knack for This (Acres of Subdivisions)
4:19 $0.99
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2. Underneath a Typographic Milky Way
3:12 $0.99
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3. Scottsdale
3:19 $0.99
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4. Break Free (Pretty Colors On the Tv)
2:34 $0.99
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5. Offering (Cool Water for the Fire Dragon)
3:34 $0.99
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6. Tiny Bones
4:45 $0.99
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7. Temporary Archipelago
3:59 $0.99
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8. Social Studies
2:50 $0.99
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9. Animal Skin
4:40 $0.99
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10. A Machine for Living
3:33 $0.99
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11. By Heart
4:46 $0.99
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12. Ashes (All Sales Final)
5:41 $0.99
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13. Measure Twice
3:37 $0.99
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14. Alligator Banjo
4:26 $0.99
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15. Dinosaur Bones
3:58 $0.99
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16. For Sale By Owner
5:08 $0.99
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17. Ladybird
3:18 $0.99
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18. Incidentally
4:02 $0.99
Downloads are available as MP3-320 files.

ABOUT THIS ALBUM


Album Notes
I was a weedy white boy living in Scottsdale
Thrown up in the desert from the belly of a whale
10 speed tire on a frying pan subdivision sidewalk
Banana seat boy scout, brave and loyal

A blood orange sky in the middle of winter
A blood orange guy with a mouthful of cactus splinters

One year my mom got work with the Navajo nation
So I left to go to school on the reservation
In Scottsdale, I thought I was hip
In Scottsdale, I thought that I was cool
I was all but invisible to these kids at my new high school

So I tried to copy their walk, learn the lingo
Tried to imagine myself as something more than an uptight, milk-fed, nervous loser
I was looking for a cure, some kind of miracle eraser
in the passenger seat of mom's powder blue AMC Pacer

I was a weedy white boy from Scottsdale
Weedy white boy

If you stay in the desert, the desert will own you
Til you're a weedy old man
Vacuuming his front yard
in suburban Arizona

OK, this may or may not be (entirely) autobiographically factual. But I do currently live in the desert. Although I've never vacuumed my front yard. Yet.

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