<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096</id><updated>2009-03-27T18:43:36.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomadic Musician Seeks Home</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-5922911384496214052</id><published>2008-10-11T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:00:07.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Southern Heart</title><content type='html'>So this song is tentatively titled "Southern Heart"... I will be posting a video of it soon. It is a folk-country kind of song... By the time I am done with the album recording it will be pretty alt-country... I guess you could call it Americana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was written for a girl I have pined over for years. Tried writing a song for her for YEARS, but was never album to. Now I have this one and a few more in the mix. This will be a Grant Walker song and not a speakercoil song as I plan on recording all parts myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Southern Heart"&lt;br /&gt;All words and music by Grant Walker, all rights reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s a northern girl with a southern heart&lt;br /&gt;So she tends to loose her way&lt;br /&gt;In the cold arms of a New England house&lt;br /&gt;From which she always runs away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For twenty years I pled my case&lt;br /&gt;And reluctantly hung my head&lt;br /&gt;As the smooth tongued suitors&lt;br /&gt;Sought the warmth of her bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Amy tell me once again&lt;br /&gt;What lies beneath the eyes&lt;br /&gt;And the messages you disguise&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, am I deserving of your love&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seesaw on the playground &lt;br /&gt;I began to steal your friends&lt;br /&gt;Then in high school I dogged your heels&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant for granted, you’re never alone&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings ahead&lt;br /&gt;Doubt in the mind of a nostalgic heart&lt;br /&gt;But you lead me on again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Amy tease me once again&lt;br /&gt;With eyes beneath the lies&lt;br /&gt;Of the feelings you disguise&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, will you put faith within my love&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Central delusional track change&lt;br /&gt;But it’s worth my while&lt;br /&gt;Hopping the 9:12 to Poughkeepsie&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Amy tell me once again&lt;br /&gt;What ties my wandering eyes&lt;br /&gt;To the smiles that you hide&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, I’m falling back in love&lt;br /&gt;Yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deserving of a lifetime of songs&lt;br /&gt;That I’m too afraid to play&lt;br /&gt;Reassuring you of the obvious&lt;br /&gt;That my love will not stray&lt;br /&gt;No I will not stray&lt;br /&gt;No I will not stray&lt;div 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Heart'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-734953590648482399</id><published>2008-08-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:24:36.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charted</title><content type='html'>I posted this video down with the lyrics as well... but here it is again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an original I wrote back in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YZZV0ZZIT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YZZV0ZZIT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-734953590648482399?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/734953590648482399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=734953590648482399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/734953590648482399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/734953590648482399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/charted.html' title='Charted'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-4018828081660359713</id><published>2008-08-15T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:18:50.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>The Stone</title><content type='html'>This is The Stone by Dave Matthews... Used to cover this a lot. Not my best cover of it, but not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvsK2hDdT2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvsK2hDdT2k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-4018828081660359713?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4018828081660359713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=4018828081660359713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4018828081660359713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4018828081660359713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/stone.html' title='The Stone'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-6725007979618271215</id><published>2008-08-15T11:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:18:50.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>This is Lucky by Radiohead... Fucking love this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RNattiljdfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RNattiljdfw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-6725007979618271215?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6725007979618271215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=6725007979618271215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6725007979618271215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6725007979618271215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-4466190166390525234</id><published>2008-08-15T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:18:50.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Trailer Trash</title><content type='html'>OK... So now starts my video posts... These are my current youtube videos. Gonna start with my cover of Trailer Trash by Modest Mouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-nowte7U-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-nowte7U-o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-4466190166390525234?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4466190166390525234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=4466190166390525234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4466190166390525234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4466190166390525234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/trailer-trash.html' title='Trailer Trash'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-1631662769369631053</id><published>2008-08-15T00:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:19:05.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Talking</title><content type='html'>Ok... So this is an OLD ass song... Wrote it when I was like 18. It was inspired by Ryan Adams... I just wanted to write an upbeat country song. This is what emerged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talking"&lt;br /&gt;All words by Grant Walker, All rights reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the sun aint gonna shine forever&lt;br /&gt;You gotta take what you can get&lt;br /&gt;And pray that you do not forget&lt;br /&gt;But I got trapped by her sugar&lt;br /&gt;Alone in bitter emptiness&lt;br /&gt;And thus I must digress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said love, love don't you turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is only the next day coming&lt;br /&gt;And many more lie ahead, before I can rest my head&lt;br /&gt;But the sun aint gonna shine forever&lt;br /&gt;You gotta take what you can get, and pray that you do not regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said love, love don't you turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be&lt;br /&gt;I said love, love, you got me beggin' at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I said love,&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the sun aint gonna shine forever&lt;br /&gt;You gotta take what you can get&lt;br /&gt;And pray that you do not regret&lt;br /&gt;Because the sun aint gonna shine forever&lt;br /&gt;No the sun aint gonna shine forever&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I said love, love don't you turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;and I said love, love, oh why won't you let me be&lt;br /&gt;and I said love, love, oh you got me beggin' at your feet&lt;br /&gt;I said love,&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You got me talking in my sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-1631662769369631053?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1631662769369631053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=1631662769369631053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/1631662769369631053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/1631662769369631053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/talking.html' title='Talking'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-1607099751390388968</id><published>2008-08-15T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:19:05.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>"Exits"</title><content type='html'>I forgot about this one too... This Scott and I started recording and abandoned for a while... I am currently revamping it and finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about the disconnection between people, and how it is easier to separate and try and go our own ways than actually connect... But how this separation is what actually keeps us down. There is also a Radiohead allusion thrown in... See if you can find it! I wrote it after realizing how isolated they felt while making a documentary during the OK Computer tour (hint there)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exits"&lt;br /&gt;Words by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone flees to the fire escape&lt;br /&gt;But the railing is rusted shut&lt;br /&gt;Tired of running from ourselves&lt;br /&gt;We're just flailing inside our ruts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every action has an equal and opposite reaction&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping tight with minds on cruise control&lt;br /&gt;Creeping up slowly into separate factions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're feeling it out, yeah you're just feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well meeting people is easy or so I have heard&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on for dear life onto all of your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're just feeling, you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the porch drowning auto transit&lt;br /&gt;Searching for all the convenient exits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're just feeling, you're feeling, you're feeling it out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-1607099751390388968?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/1607099751390388968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=1607099751390388968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/1607099751390388968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/1607099751390388968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/exits.html' title='&quot;Exits&quot;'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-6632817734849151619</id><published>2008-08-15T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:19:05.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Footing</title><content type='html'>This song was featured in a documentary not too long ago. I kind of forgot about until recently. I wrote it in 2006. First song I wrote after Nathan Davis passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Footing"&lt;br /&gt;All lyrics by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you sit high above your golden sun&lt;br /&gt;And you say that nothing here is worth taking away&lt;br /&gt;Run away from all your superstitious fears&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay and take the blame for all your filthy lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I stand and here I fall&lt;br /&gt;My iron cold back up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;And I have loved, and I have lost&lt;br /&gt;It's the in between that hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Yeah... Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say that I was never worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane she stays to comfort me inside your wake&lt;br /&gt;Now awake from all these horrifying dreams&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes are what makes us human anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here we stand and here we fall&lt;br /&gt;With no direction at all&lt;br /&gt;Now some are lost and some are found&lt;br /&gt;But to forgive is the most profound&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline, You're tangling me inside your pines&lt;br /&gt;But it's fine, I know my muse lies deep inside&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stay and work a little harder on my play&lt;br /&gt;Don't be late, or I leave you inside of my wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here I stand and here I fall&lt;br /&gt;With stone cold roses up against the wall&lt;br /&gt;Now I have loved and I have lost&lt;br /&gt;I'm happier now you're not around&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-6632817734849151619?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6632817734849151619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=6632817734849151619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6632817734849151619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6632817734849151619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/footing.html' title='Footing'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-2778137433552753198</id><published>2008-08-08T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:07:01.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything In Its Right Place</title><content type='html'>Zombies filter like sheep onto the street of a city fast asleep while the lady in the isle stares innocent as a child unknowing of the vile acts of freedom behind her back. All Points West. Its here that my idea of a concert experience has changed. A half assed festival with an all star line up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first night was packed with energy and emotion. I must say that the festival itself was very poorly run. Very little artwork, no one holding anything, no open "feel the love" kind of attitude. Being a bunch of New Yorkers you of course get the bull shit city folks ruining the crowd. I was told by one guy to stop singing, and I wanted to say "fuck you, you obviously don't understand what a concert is about, and because of that you don't even deserve to be here"... Instead I just shifted my way away from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However the fans didn't bring the music down. Andrew Bird had a great turn out for the size of act he is, and played well beyond the talents of most main stage acts. His fiddle blazed and pricked the audience and sent them into a frenzy many times throughout his set. A handful of new tunes were played mixed with favorites from past albums... Most notably my favorite album &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mysterious Production of Eggs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the main spotlight of this article will go out to Radiohead... My main reason for going in the first place. Not only did they not disappoint... They played with a precision that I have never witnessed before. The ability it takes to perform such crazy tracks as "Pyramid Song" live is uncanny. Every tune was performed flawlessly, with Tom and Johnny bouncing around like they were still school lads banging heads in a garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of the set kicked you right into groove with 15 Step leading the way. Other highlights of their set definitely include Paranoid Android, Cymbal Rush, Pyramid Song with a special thank you to NYC, Lucky, How To Disappear Completely, Everything In Its Right Place, Street Spirit, and House of Cards... Well it's actually pretty fucking tough to pick highlights from a show like this. It has redefined what I expect out of a live concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light show was amazing... The icicles they have are mesmerizing flashing red and green and dripping with life. The video work was also very intriguing... Being manipulated into sepia tone or overlaid with images of sound wave generated graphics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will write more tomorrow night. For now I must rest. I will end with their full set list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. 15 Step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. There There&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Morning Bell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. All I Need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Lucky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Nude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. The Gloaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Optimistic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Videotape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Reckoner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Jigsaw Falling Into Places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. You and Whose Army?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Idioteque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Climbing Up The Walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Bodysnatchers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. How To Disappear Completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encore 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. House of Cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Pyramid Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Paranoid Android&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Dollars and Cents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encore 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Street Spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Cymbal Rush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Everything In Its Right Place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-2778137433552753198?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/2778137433552753198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=2778137433552753198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/2778137433552753198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/2778137433552753198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/everything-in-its-right-place.html' title='Everything In Its Right Place'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-6820168107623190055</id><published>2008-08-01T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:48:40.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>Ok... One of my few Political songs. I wrote this right after Bush got re-elected... I was 19 I think at the time... Maybe 20.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Illusions"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hail to the thief&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They cried from the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you, you've taken control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of what no one should own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freedom is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a colorful Illusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Painted on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The smog and the pollution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are slaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a walled off street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're no better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than the cows and the sheep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you, You've taken disguise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you, you made your stocks rise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And doesn't it feel sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To take from those who need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freedom is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a colorful Illusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lost among the smog and the pollution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are slaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a walled off street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're no better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than the cows and the sheep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hallow have the eagles eyes become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An Iron, and Iron fist... Backed by guns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new revolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last solution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A new constitution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-6820168107623190055?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/6820168107623190055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=6820168107623190055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6820168107623190055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/6820168107623190055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-447657218653812380</id><published>2008-08-01T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:45:23.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave It All Behind</title><content type='html'>OK... So this one I forgot about. Wrote it when I was 19, and was partially inspired by Nathan's life and partially inspired by mine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Leave It All Behind"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take your time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find a way, back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget what you have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's three A.M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your demons are at play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mirrors on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The razor's on it's way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the same old shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That happens every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You lost all your reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you're blinded by your fright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are trapped in the memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of the years that have passed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're locked inside a maze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deep within the hour glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And take your time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find a way back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget what you have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shut your mouth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing more to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired of the lies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you've been preaching everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah you think you're a god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you can't face your reflection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, you're too scared to look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of fear of self rejection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So take your time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To find your way back home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget what you have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave it all behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-447657218653812380?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/447657218653812380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=447657218653812380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/447657218653812380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/447657218653812380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/leave-it-all-behind.html' title='Leave It All Behind'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-8368204391805138458</id><published>2008-08-01T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:38:58.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cigarettes and Weed</title><content type='html'>So I wrote this when I was just a teen... Still love it and it is one of my most catchy tunes as well as one of my most popular.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cigarettes and Weed"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aint got a dollar in my pocket, or a penny in my shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm packing all my bags cause there aint nothing to loose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in the Carolinas, I learned to play guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everyone was telling me "Son, that aint gonna get you far"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I went about my business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said I'm doing fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The changing of the seasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has made me loose my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I moved into the city and found myself some pay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat on the couch and watched my dreams fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasted all my money on cigarettes and weed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I burned away the dollars just to fuel my greedy needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I went about my business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said I'm doing fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have lost my reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll never loose my rhyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't have to be this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was me who let it slip away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope I'm not too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another ghost of yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have too many now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I need to break free some how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And find my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-8368204391805138458?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/8368204391805138458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=8368204391805138458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/8368204391805138458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/8368204391805138458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/08/cigarettes-and-weed.html' title='Cigarettes and Weed'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-4959952566812199111</id><published>2008-07-31T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:19:34.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Capsized</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite song I have written so far... Not so much lyrically... but musically.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To check it out go to www.myspace.com/grantmwalker, you can also get a free download of it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics by Grant Walker/Scott Calpin, All Rights Reserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Capsized"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our road to hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what things did we say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minds with good intentions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paved our very way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our road to hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what things did we see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With hurricanes around us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And our minds at sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our road to hell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what things have I done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Used and abused you for the anger than begun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six months from heaven when we started our path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your back collapsed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(On our road to hell, it was worth it till, you gave away the life we made until, we cut ourselves loose, from the noose, and put it all on a shelf)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what things have I done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what things have I done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(What have I done, have I done anything to make it all undone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and who have I become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Who have I? who have I? who have I? who have I?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh who have I become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell Me! Tell me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way to redemption I acended the ash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a bird of flame rising from a karma stained past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snatching at the heels of the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As my mind begins to twirl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Like a bird rising from a karma stained past simulating everything I did, while sinking on this ship, thinking on myself, and never, ever, ever, ever doing shit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What things have I done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What things have I done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Who have I? Who have I? Who have I? Who have I? Who have I?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And who have I become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what have I done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh look at at who I've become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And look at what I've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah look at who I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YZZV0ZZIT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_YZZV0ZZIT8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-4959952566812199111?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/4959952566812199111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=4959952566812199111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4959952566812199111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/4959952566812199111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/capsized.html' title='Capsized'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-7291677210150830330</id><published>2008-07-31T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:54:41.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Alone With My Apologies</title><content type='html'>This is the last song I wrote right before my mentor in music, Nathan Davis. I eventually retooled the lyrics to be about him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lyrics by Grant Walker, All rights reserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Along With My Apologies"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pharmacists laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their weight their dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inside an hour glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now we drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the death of a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A slave to the highway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Searching for his promised land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what was your great idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You trapped your life inside a wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now no one's left, but me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the basement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The devil screams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes got me thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell aint as bad as it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what was your great idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You left me trapped behind the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now no one's left, but me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've been told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About leaving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone, Alone, Alone with my apologies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've been told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About leaving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-7291677210150830330?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/7291677210150830330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=7291677210150830330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/7291677210150830330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/7291677210150830330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/alone-with-my-apologies.html' title='Alone With My Apologies'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-5293321652110277665</id><published>2008-07-31T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:54:41.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Charted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So this song was inspired by what my band mate was calling this song when it was just an instrumental... Charted. It inspired a whole story of someone tracking down a girl that broke his heart and then finally killing her. At first it was to just be about someone tracking someone down and murdering them and then a name came to me Elenor (which a lot of people call this song), and that's when it became about a girl. Notice it is a-sexual until it gets to that name and then the second verse explains it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lyrics by Grant Walker, All Rights Reserved&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Charted"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, I've charted my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Redemption is only miles away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I, I tracked you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From eight cities into this town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know your here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the knock at the door is the last sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you'll ever hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hour approaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my mind is perfectly clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hammer will cock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your body will drop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you, you took what you could from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With your, your fishnet stalkings at your knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I, I know your sins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's time for this carnival to begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know your here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the knock at the door is the last sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That you'll ever hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time has arrived and my conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is perfectly clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hammer has cocked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And your body it dropped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-5293321652110277665?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5293321652110277665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=5293321652110277665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/5293321652110277665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/5293321652110277665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/charted.html' title='Charted'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-3868650676277498912</id><published>2008-07-30T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:55:05.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lyrics by Grant Walker, all rights reserved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"November"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lying awake, was staring at the sun&lt;div&gt;Heard a bird start to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the shot of a gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was just thinking about someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You were just thinking about someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dying to take some artificial fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This moment means nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are both on the run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you were just thinking about someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were both thinking about someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can you remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How we came to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in our November&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hardly recognize me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lying awake was staring at the sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard a bird start to sing out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the shot of a gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was just thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere back home the rain is falling hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me so alone just knowing where you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too much to take, we were on the run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard your memory sing out, like the shot of a gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was just thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can you remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just how we used to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in our November&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hardly recognize me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord I hardly recognize me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I hardly recognize me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-3868650676277498912?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/3868650676277498912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=3868650676277498912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/3868650676277498912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/3868650676277498912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6803749979982336096.post-5356743830262566280</id><published>2008-07-30T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:23:12.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>So this site is going to focus around music OBVIOUSLY... Mainly I will be posting lyrics, audio clips, pictures, and videos. However I will also be posting reviews and opinions on here as well... To read about my life, check out the Thoughtcrime blog... But for Music only, STAY TUNED!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Grant Walker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6803749979982336096-5356743830262566280?l=nomadicmusic.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/feeds/5356743830262566280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6803749979982336096&amp;postID=5356743830262566280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/5356743830262566280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6803749979982336096/posts/default/5356743830262566280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadicmusic.blogspot.com/2008/07/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Thoughtcrime</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08023101122211135086</uri><email>gmwalker@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07112021220802040150'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>