As Deserts Go: Some Demos

by Tim Barnett

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Some groovy indie-folk rock from the California's Mojave Desert & Northern Sweden. Enjoy ya sexy bonzos :-*

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released January 13, 2017

All music and lyrics written by Tim Barnett
Sound Engineer: Dan Gee
Recorded at Dope Spot Studios, Ontario, CA.

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Tim Barnett Los Angeles, California

Tim Barnett is a 24-year old artist from California’s Mojave Desert. Before pursuing music more rigorously, Barnett received his BA in Theatre from UCSD with an emphasis in playwriting and acting. He has written over 7 collections of poetry as well as dozens of one act plays, including his honors thesis full-length, Birches. As Deserts Go, Barnett’s 1st solo album, is due for release early 2017. ... more

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Track Name: As Deserts Go (Demo)
Always guessing never knowing
How we're switched by institutions
I'm in love, but I am a sinner
A danger man, no plan

Well now
If you want to make it out alive
Dip your hands in bronze
Claw out her Oedipal eyes

(Coyote Calls)
If you want to make it out alive
Twisted desert winds
Call out Nebuchadnezzar's lie

Always guessing, it's a mys'try
Why we're here and not out up there
I'm in love with a spacewoman stranger
Cleopatra Foxxii
She's hot-hot heat when she rolls them dice
She's hot-hot heat, she's a a highway ballerina

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
If you want to make it out alive
Dip your hands in bronze
Claw out her Oedipal eyes

(Coyote Calls)
Oh now, baby love
If you want to make it alive
Twisted desert winds
Call out Nebuchadnezzar's lie

I'm not some Jesus Christus
Some golden priestess
Or the Garden of Gethsemane
A remembrance refrain
And it's hurting my brain
And I'm twisted inside
And I'm trying to stay alive
So I'm calling, yes, I'm calling out
For bürgermeister life

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
If you want to make it out alive
Twisted deserts winds
Baby, they will poison your mind.
Track Name: Post Pop Priestess (Demo)
I'm working my fingers to the bone
Go ahead and count'em
Working three days, forty five hours now
You're sitting on my sofa,
You're bathing away in your lump sum
Away in your lump sum

You're such a Post Pop Priestess
I'seen you on the corner
You're a lover down on your knees
You're Like a dog who's supposed to
You never second guess your master
Your master of pseudo-intellect disaster

Trying to live, give this music thing a proper spin
Hoping that I'll start on my paved way
On my paved way
But every time I see you
I never know quite what to say
Oh, how you've changed

You're such a Post Pop Priestess
A fifteen minute lover on the corner
Found God down on your knees
You're like a dog who's supposed to
You never second guess your master
Your master of pseudo-intellect disaster

Post Pop Priestess
Oh, hanging over me
Post Pop Priestess

You're such a Post Pop Priestess
I'seen you on the corner
You're a lover down on your knees
She's like a dog who's supposed to
She never second guesses her master
Her master of pseudo-intellect disaster