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to present their first studio recording titled Shutdown.


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BoxCartel  Shutdown

 


BoxCartel’s Shutdown

presents eleven original

songs featuring real life narratives set to guitar

driven roots-rock

with a dash of

alternative country.


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and from your favorite

band member today!

1. Dinosaur Bones

by Ken Feldman


Roustabouts, roughnecks, and dinosaur bones

Out to the rig in the buffalo’s home

Two barrels a day keeps the banker away

Then it’s down to Juanita’s she’s got something to say

Look away look away to a prairie so green

Look away look away so serene

There’s an old mound of ground with bones made of stone

Roustabouts, roughnecks, and dinosaur bones


A horse and a gun and a one-room schoolhouse

Out ‘neath the tree where the Wind River rounds

She still sits today the way she did then

If you’re lucky you’ll hear her voice over the wind

Look away look away to a prairie so green

Look away look away so serene

There’s an old mound of ground with bones made of stone

Roustabouts, roughnecks, and dinosaur bones


She speaks of the bison, of the oil, the Sioux

Of the cowboys and mammoths that wander here too

Of the people who left their marks on the wall

She dreams that one day they’ll return for it all

Look away look away to a prairie so green

Look away look away so serene

There’s an old mound of ground with bones made of stone

Roustabouts, roughnecks, and dinosaur bones

2. Bit of Hurt

by Jeff Blakeman


Darkest days are behind me now

The sun is shining bright

Right now is the time in life

Where everything is just right


Silver lining to every cloud

Rainbows, pots of gold

Times like these are when you say

Please hold me don’t let go


But life ahead can make no promises

Of easy, hard, or worse

Never take small things for granted

Life always has a bit of hurt


Precious moments kids grow up

Right before your eyes

Days seem like minutes

It’s crazy how time flies


Decades go the roads we travel

Lead us in new ways

Never planned for never ready

And oh so many days


But life ahead can make no promises

Of easy, hard, or worse

Never take small things for granted

Life always has a bit of hurt


Darkest days are behind me now

The sun is shining bright

Right now is the time in life

Where everything is just right


Silver lining to every cloud

Rainbows, pots of gold

Times like these are when you say

Please hold me don’t let go


But life ahead can make no promises

Of easy, hard, or worse

Never take small things for granted

Life always has a bit of hurt


But life ahead can make no promises

Of easy, hard, or worse

Never take small things for granted

Life always has a bit of hurt

3. End of the Road

by Ken Feldman


Take my hand take me a world I want to see        

Take my soul make me into the man I want to be

I am told he turned and said to me

There’s a difference between truth and honesty


I’m just a fly on your wall still you want me to stay here with you

Change your shirt comb your hair back and polish your shoes

Mind your words is this for me or is it for you

I’m here it’s now it’s time to choose


Forgot what I was after, some say it’s the journey, I believe it’s so

When you’re out of destinations some call it the end of the road

Is this what artist’s feel when they see a Van Gogh

Light reflecting from the afterglow


I like your smile let me take you to the promised land

4. Walk On

by Ken Feldman


Won’t you take a walk with me

We’ll lay our troubles down by the sea

On the highway or off the road

Either way there’s a heavy load to bear

If you leave your worries behind

We can make it in half the time

Leave now we can skip the tolls

On the way we’ll hear that rock and roll it goes

Ah ah ahhh


You call me on the phone

While I’m sitting here all alone

You knock upon my door

While I’m hiding here on the floor

You say it’s time to change

But them my life I must rearrange

Leave now you can skip the tolls

On the way you’ll hear that rock and roll it goes

Ah ah ahhh


Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow

Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow


Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow

Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow


Won’t you take a walk with me

We’ll lay our troubles down by the sea

On the highway or off the road

Either way there’s a heavy load to bear

If you leave your worries behind

We can make it in half the time

Leave now we can skip the tolls

On the way we’ll hear that rock and roll it goes

Ah ah ahhh


Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow

Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow

Walk on or whatever either way you go

Walk on or whatever you tear me down so slow

  1. 5. Don’t Get Me Thinkin’

by Ken Feldman


And I’ve been thinking about going home

I’ve been on the road so long

I’ve been thinking about the places I’d see

But mostly thinking about you and me


And I’ve been thinking it’s time to make amends

Maybe we should just be friends

I know you’re tired and a little angry

But when you’re thinking please don’t hate me


Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues


A woman like you don’t need no man to hold her back

Poor boys try but they miss this fact

My god you’re gorgeous and I never saw your face

One blink and you were gone without a trace


Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues

Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues


Don’t want to walk right on by you

Don’t want to hear you think of me as your past

Just raise your glass, leave your light on

I’m coming home this time if you think it will last


Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues


Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues

Don’t get me thinking, don’t get me thinking,

don’t get me thinking about the blues

6. Another Day

by Ken Feldman


Turn off the radio, forget the paper

Your computer, take it off line

Turn off the television

Come sit closer, spend some time


All I want to do is be with you

All I need is someone to see me through

Another day this year


I hear all these people

Speak of important things in their lives

Like the latest committee hearing

Or the wars that revived


All I want is you to come home

All I need to know is your safe and warm

Another day this year


Cracks in the canopy

Let the stars shine on my face

So many people they all seam to care

Until the next flood has taken place


All I want is my homestead       

All I need is a someplace to lay my head

Another day this year


I see all these people

They do important things with their lives

Young girl with a bandana

To hide her head her mamma cries


All I want to do is talk to you

All I need to hear is your voice on the phone 

Another day this year

8. Mojo On My Solo

by Ken Feldman & Pat Kehs


Walking ‘round this town

Thinking of you  

You’ve been running around

Baby it’s true


I buy you lots of fine things

I know you can’t refuse

But a big diamond ring

Gives me the blues


I left my mojo on my solo

What can I do

I left my mojo my solo

Because of you


Yeah your momma says you’re out

When I call you on the phone

So I wander about

Beats sleeping alone


I find my way to Rhodeside Grille

To pass the time away

I pick up my guitar

The crowd starts to sway


I left my mojo on my solo

What can I do

I left my mojo my solo

Because of you


I heat up like a star

The way you like me to

I cradle my guitar

The way I did you


I left my mojo on my solo

Won’t you see me through

I left my mojo my solo

Because of you


I left my mojo on my solo

I can’t deny

I left my mojo my solo

Baby good-bye

Baby good-bye

Baby good-bye

Baby good-bye

  1. 7. Mountain Wife

by Ken Feldman

                      

When we come home from kingdom come    

I can only push so far     

Tennessee is as far away from home

As this tiny hilltop bazaar


Sit me down on a rock high above the clouds

Far from the city far from the crowds                     

Purple steeples peeking up at the Milky Way

I’ve come here humbly to accept my pay


As close to the heavens as I can be

The face of an angel appears to me

The hours roll on by there is only you

Leaving is like the waves crashing blue


When we come home from kingdom come    

I can only push so far     

Tennessee is as far away from home

As this tiny hilltop bazaar


How long did we talk I cannot recall

Oceans are the valleys the hills are the walls

I hear an eagle cry as he starts his race

How did I find you in this forsaken place


When we come home from kingdom come    

I can only push so far     

Tennessee is as far away from home

As this tiny hilltop bazaar


A million miles away days feel like dreams

I wander through this subway as it bubbles like a stream

Among these foreign sounds I return to life

But each night I dream about my mountain wife


When we come home from kingdom come    

I can only push so far     

Tennessee is as far away from home

As this tiny hilltop bazaar


A million miles away days feel like dreams

I wander through this subway as it bubbles like a stream

Among these foreign sounds I return to life

But each night I dream about my mountain wife

And each night I dream about my mountain wife

And each night I dream about my mountain wife

And each night I dream about my mountain wife

9. No Crime

by Ken Feldman


More is what you always say you want

Room to grow and a place to fly

Stand in the shadow of the rainbow

Dance with the Cheyenne in the open sky

Now you’ve gone East to follow your degree

And I hate the day that you left me


Snow comes early to peaks these days

From the top I can see you driving towards the sun

You’ve dropped your bags and you shed your roots

Run off to find the life you’ve won

No peace in this world you leave behind 

As much as I cry there is no crime


Show me how to live the anyway you please

From the north the south and the west of these hills

I can’t watch the sun rise anymore in the east

It’s a mean old world for your goodwill


Is your new life all that you asked for

I remember talking about staying here forever

Thought I’d be the one to grow up

You’d wait for us to be together

No peace in this world you leave behind

As much as I cry there is no crime


I left the door open for you last night

Should a road you find lead you home

I’m in school again I’m trying to right myself

You’d be proud of how the kid has grown

No peace in this world you leave behind  

As much as I cry there is no crime


Show me how to live the anyway you please

From the north the south and the west of these hills

I can’t watch the sun rise anymore in the east

It’s a mean old world for your goodwill

                       

No peace in this world you leave behind

As much as I cry there is no crime

10. Basement Band

by Ken Feldman


II ride with the sound of motorbikes running

I bow to my left and to my right

I try to keep the right questions coming

And I dream of the sound of a back beat tonight


And oh I got to make it to the show

Check the clock, grab my bags,

turn out the lights, and hit the road

I can’t talk now I hope you understand

I’m playing in a basement band

Eight to five grind is a million light years away

From here today


My lens keeps the light shining on the star

This set sings with my sweat and my tears

I make you look good no matter who you are

Still I’m gone when done with your veneer


Oh got to make it to the show

Check the clock, grab my bags,

turn out the lights, and hit the road

I can’t talk now I hope you understand

I’m playing in a basement band

Eight to five grind is a million light years away

From here today


What’ll it be Pop can I pour you a beer

My pride left when I came back home

Did I tell you I toured Europe it’s been a few years

Man you should have seen me when I was on my own


And oh got to make it to the show

Check the clock, grab my bags,

turn out the lights, and hit the road

I can’t talk now I hope you understand

I’m playing in a basement band

Eight to five grind is a million light years away

From here today

  1. 11.Understand Me

by Skip Maselli, Ken Feldman, Doug McKalip


I never gave up calling your name

It was just done in the space of silence

So when you do not answer me 

I understand

                   

I never betrayed my hopes for you   

It was just done for those I love

So when I found it was not you

I understand


I never doubted myself 

It was just done in my search for truth

So when I find a drop of certainty 

I understand

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Through the faith you have in me

Gathered on trails I’ve blazed before

So when the light in my eyes

shines on your path       

You understand me, you understand me

You understand me, you understand me


When the light of our eyes

shines on the path of understanding

Understand me


You understand me, you understand me

You understand me, you understand me

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Ken Feldman—Vocals, Resonator Guitar

Jeff Blakeman—Guitar, Mandolin

Pat Kehs—Bass Guitar

Paul Kluetz—Guitar

Doug McKalip—Drums, Percussion,

Backing Vocals, Saxophone

Produced by Pat Kehs


Audio Engineering, Recording

and Analog Sound Board Mix

by Doug McKalip


Mastered by Jeff Blakeman


Photography by William Plowman


Graphic Art by Bruce Scallon


Layout by Jeff Reber


© 2014 BoxCartel

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