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There’s static in the air And the rise and fall of breathing The answers have never been so clear Chainsaw teeth couldn’t cut a tear Thanks to electrical wires Tonight there will be no sleeping One arm on the roof and the other underground It’s cold outside but in here it’s withered and brown Enter the room to blank stares Build it up layer by layer Ursa Major Burn bright Not a dry eye in the room And from the hawk’s plume there’s no mistaking Aperture and lens speed share my view I don’t care about them, I care about you Circle the bed in road flares From the thieves and the naysayers Ursa Major Burn bright It was Zeus himself that threw the bears Farewell girls, I will try to call from somewhere

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from The Wicks Have Met, released May 22, 2007

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Wrinkle Neck Mules Richmond, Virginia

Don Imus once said that the Wrinkle Neck Mules “don’t have what it takes to make it”. Despite Don’s prediction, the band has garnered a cult following in their 14+ years of creating a “righteous Americana mishmash”.

To date, they have recorded 5 albums on Atlanta’s Lower 40 Records and Germany’s Blue Rose. ... more

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