Audio Collection
Glory
Crabmeat Thompson
Light-hearted and poetic folk and country music, reflecting about Montana hot springs, death, alcohol's salubrious effects, the joys of shopping, and more.
Collection Contents
| # | Title | Length | ||
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| 1 |
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Part of Me | 3:04 | Play |
| 2 |
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The Musical Art of Self Defense | 4:20 | Play |
| 3 |
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Poodles from Hell | 4:13 | Play |
| 4 |
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Save the Bays | 3:18 | Play |
| 5 |
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The Teddy Bears' Picnic | 2:29 | Play |
| 6 |
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The Night of the Vegetables | 3:02 | Play |
| 7 |
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Glory | 2:36 | Play |
| 8 |
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Small Wonder | 3:02 | Play |
| 9 |
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Hot Springs | 3:41 | Play |
| 10 |
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One Ton Tomato | 3:24 | Play |
| 11 |
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One Bus Token | 3:04 | Play |
| 12 |
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You're the Reason God Made Alcohol | 3:16 | Play |
| 13 |
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Shop Until You Drop | 2:21 | Play |
| 14 |
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Hare Krishna Waltz | 2:46 | Play |
| 15 |
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The Scotsman | 2:26 | Play |
| 16 |
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Bigfoot's Baby | 4:08 | Play |
| 17 |
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Alligator Shirt | 2:37 | Play |
| 18 |
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Chow Mein | 3:06 | Play |
| 19 |
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Flattered | 3:08 | Play |
| 20 |
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The Parting Glass | 1:20 | Play |
| 21 |
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Small Wonder | 1:50 | Play |
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Description
I started out playing at coffeehosues way back in the 70's, and glory be they are coming back! Now I can play somewhere and not be backed up by the blender, not have to breathe smoke.
I smoked for years out of self-defense, and finally moved to Montana -- to sing with the Live Wire Choir, and to get some fresh air.
I perform regularly for children, whom I found clustering near the stage whenever I played on a deck bar at the Atlantic beaches.
Not only do they make an appreciative, unjaded audience, but they have usually reacted to my silly songs like their parents were able to only when drunk.
Therefore I have concluded that kids are like drunks, and play a very similar show for both.
In fact, at a gig where some of my hip hop buddies were playing, a very bloody fight erupted and the band left the stage to help chill the crowd.
The guitarist handed me his axe and asked me to keep the show going, so I of course launched into "The Teddy Bears' Picnic," causing those close enough to the stage to stop pummeling each other and stare in wide-eyed wonder at this idiot who refused to succomb to their stupidity; some even dancing a bit.
After all, that's what they SHOULD be doing when they go to see a band.
Harumph!