In the early 2000s, Dan Reeder sent John Prine a CD that inspired Prine to sign Reeder to his label, Oh Boy Records. Since then, Reeder has balanced his impressive career as a visual artist with writing and producing music. The refreshingly frank folk singer has since become known for his cheeky, candid and unfiltered lyrics, and is in control of every step of his recordings — from making his own instruments to designing his album art.
One strategy is to try to write a super harmless, sweet song. The birds tweet sweetly and so on. This strategy usually leads to the nastiest shit you can imagine. Works for pictures, too.
I literally cannot stop listening to this song. It came on my daily mix yesterday and has been playing in my brain at max volume ever since. Whenever it comes on, I break out into funky little dance moves. I am physically incapable of listening to it less than five times in a row. Whenever I see a worm, I am PHYSICALLY FORCED to sing this song as loud as I can. Me and my mom were watching the third hobbit movie and the orcs came in on those ground worms and I VOMITED "BORN A WORM!!!". I had no choice in the matter. I have been possessed
This is my 2 year old's favorite song. Says heck so its ok i guess
there's a puddle in the driveway from last night's rain a car up on blocks and a dog on a chain it's actually simple but it's hard to explain oh she sleeps with the TV on
The sharp smell of gunpowder in the air means meat on the table means Tienemien square it's hard to know which though if you're not from there