The Bronson Sessions

by Frankie Bourne

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    "The Bronson Sessions" was an unplanned, spontaneous DIY video shoot of Frankie Bourne playing one-takes of some acoustic tunes in the kitchen of a Los Angeles apartment. The result is a 4-track Live EP.
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    © 2015 Frankie Bourne Music (ASCAP)
    ℗ & © 2015 Frankie Bourne
    All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized copying, public performance, broadcasting, hiring or rental of this recording is strictly prohibited and a violation of applicable laws.

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"The Bronson Sessions" was an unplanned, spontaneous DIY video shoot of Frankie Bourne playing one-takes of some acoustic tunes in the kitchen of a Los Angeles apartment. The result is a 4-track Live EP.

www.frankiebourne.com

© 2015 Frankie Bourne Music (ASCAP)
℗ & © 2015 Frankie Bourne

All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized copying, public performance, broadcasting, hiring or rental of this recording is strictly prohibited and a violation of applicable laws.

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released February 3, 2015

All songs Written by Frankie Bourne
Produced by Frankie Bourne and Aaron Moore
Engineered and Mixed by Aaron Moore

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Frankie Bourne Sonoma, California

Frankie Bourne is a native Californian singer/songwriter based out of Los Angeles. His 13-track debut album "Californicana" is rich with infectious Americana-vibe Indie rock songs that capture and blend the sounds of American roots music and soulful 70’s rock ‘n’ roll with the moody melodic grooves of 90’s Alternative Rock into a contemporary genre he best defines as Alternative Americana. ... more

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Track Name: Wanderlust Blues
I awoke in Memphis, with blood on my left hand.
Winner of an outlaw’s scuffle, in a bar outside Graceland.
Because I woke up with a brown-haired woman,
With tattoos and a sad girl's gaze.
She smiled while hogging the covers and I was,
Nursing my bourbon headache.

She keeps a pistol in her pocket,
And on a chain in a locket,
She wears the picture of a man she loves,
And there’s nothing I can do to stop it.
So I take to the highway,
My thumb up warm in the sun.
Wondering when are things gonna go my way,
When I hear an old man say to me son.

Why the hell are you frowning?
You’re looking like a dog in heat.
For you only get one short life to live
And you better not go living yours like me.

And I’ve seen the seasons, and I’ve felt the rain.
And I’m breaking even, even if I ain’t listening to my brain.
And I pay my dues, and I win and I lose.
And though this just must be the young man’s blues,
I’m gonna keep on doing what I do.
Track Name: Fully Grown
The memories saved, and the silence in our rage.
It’s the golden age, for doing what we want to.
So I’ll be saved, by the lord above or sworn words of love.
I need a giddy-up push and shove to make me come undone.

Got them crossroads blues, don’t you know it’s true,
I’m headed back to you.
Big city in my rearview, traffic I veer through,
Pass me another beer dude, I’m preferin’ old to new.

To reach the sky you have to dream,
But you don’t know the things I’ve seen.
I wanna salivate and scream, but this feelin is so supreme.
Living life all on my own, I don’t know the things I’ve done,
So I guess I’ll just go home because I’m feeling fully grown.

In a bar, I play guitar, to a total of four people
One’s manning the door, one’s tending the boos,
One’s hammered drunk and one is feeble.
But like the sand trapped beneath the sea, I long to be
On the land that I used to roam
I’m a cherry red Cadillac speeding down a race track
Headed back to the place that I call home.

To reach the sky you have to dream,
But you don’t know the things I’ve seen.
I wanna salivate and scream, but this feelin is so supreme.
Living life all on my own, I don’t know the things I’ve done,
So I guess I’ll just go home because I’m feeling fully grown.
Track Name: Livin' On The Fault Line
I’m Livin’ on the Fault Line
And I’m holding on to what’s mine
I’m on the Fault Line
Just Wastin’ Time
Yeah I’m Livin’ on the Fault Line
Lord Knows,
I’ve been Livin' on the Fault Line

One kiss, not to be missed, I ain’t got my fix
I can’t resist, this Tryst
And I miss, the thought of this, the thought of this, this, This bliss,
Now the plates are shiftin’, into the right position

One smile, it lasts a while, for miles and miles,
And it cuts like a file, like poison in a vile
And there’s no denial, that this lifestyle, something I wanna try
I’ve been high, and the ground is shakin’, as my whole world awakens

I’m Livin’ on the Fault Line
And I’m holding on to what’s mine
I’m Livin’ on the Fault Line
Just Wastin’ Time
I’m Livin’ on the Fault Line
Lord Knows,
I’m on the Fault Line
Track Name: Mrs. Redundancy
Off a busy exit of a crowded freeway,
Somewhere in fifty states and license plates, USA
Lived a dreamer of moral decay,
And she always had the same things to say.

She built a house, she birthed a litter.
But they don’t want nothing to do with her.
Now there’s never need, for a sitter.
So she’s living a little bitter.

I said Hey! Hey! Hey, Mrs. Redundancy.
I said Hey! Hey! Look what you done to me.

Through the rust and the trust she’ll adjust.
Just another bummer summer wanderlust.
And she’ll probably never settle, with love over lust.
Cause she’s never gonna trust, she’ll always be concust.

I said Hey! Hey! Hey, Mrs. Redundancy.
I said Hey! Hey! Look what you done to me.
I said No! No no no no, I ain’t quite comfortable.
I said No! No no no no, you ain’t Ms. Wonderful.

I said Hey! Hey! Hey, Mrs. Redundancy.
I said Hey! Hey! Hey, Mrs. Redundancy.
I said Hey! Hey! Hey, Mrs. Redundancy.
I said Hey! Hey! Look what you done to me.