RIP Dylan Walker 2005-2013 - Thanks for spending your time with us…
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recording!
Tickets on sale now for the Spitalfield Remember Right Now 10 Year Anniversary Tour, where I will be opening the show and playing drums for Shane Henderson and The Future Perfect, join the event and invite your friends! https://www.facebook.com/jonwalkermusic/events
New version of an older tune from a show I played last weekend…
4/19 Stageit Internet Show / 6pm(c) / Pay What You Can / RSVP
w/ Mark Rose
4/20 Holland, MI @ Lemonjellos / 7pm(e) / Free
4/21 Buchanan, MI @ Union Coffee / 4pm(e) / Free
w/ Spitalfield, Shane Henderson & The Future Perfect
6/7 Chicago, IL @ Bottom Lounge / Tickets
6/8 Bloomington, IL @ Castle Theater / Tickets
6/9 St. Louis, MO @ The Firebird / Tickets
6.10 Detroit, MI @ Magic Stick / Tickets
6/11 Toronto, ON @ Sneaky Dee’s / Tickets
6/12 Pittsburgh, PS @ The Smiling Moose / Tickets
6/13 Baltimore, MD @ Ottobar
6/14 New York, NY @ Studio at Webster Hall / Tickets
6/15 Philadelphia, PA @ Underground Arts / Tickets
6/16 Cleveland, OH @ Grog Shop / Tickets
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I
Proud ’neath heated brow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
“Rip down all hate,” I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Girls’ faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
“Equality,” I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
I miss playing tunes for y’all and I decided to schedule a last minute Stageit performance for tomorrow afternoon!
http://www.stageit.com/jon_walker/a_last_minute_sunday_afternoon_performance/21512