Mild West

March 1, 2016

Mild West

Lyrics/Players

1 Money

The bills come rolling

They say the rentā€™s past due

I donā€™t try to challenge authority

I donā€™t dispute


I donā€™t want to worry

Money ainā€™t no object


They make it easy on me

Donā€™t have to visit the store

No need to speak to anyone

Then itā€™s at my door


Wonder what all the rest of my friends do

I bet they donā€™t ignore the problem

Confront what they need to

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitar
Bill Pollock - Drums
Alex Chapman - Bass

2 Neverminded

The seventh wonder of the world

Took me so long to find it

Too much attention from the girl

We got lost and neverminded


The softest mention of the word

Cuts me off

So undecided


If one of us isnā€™t guilty

Then one of us is to blame


Nobody tells you when youā€™ve got it

Everybody tells you when youā€™re wrong

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitar, Bass
Bill Pollock - Drums

3 Kind of Gentleman

Start pouring the drinks that nobody wants me to

Keep them around for a little while

"Shut up, you donā€™t know anything anyone wants to hearā€

Dial it down and manage a smile


Be my own kind of gentleman

When I donā€™t belong

I know Iā€™m taking too much / Canā€™t seem like Iā€™m losing my touch


Just settle the room and wait until things are done

That elephant canā€™t catch a break

I try to choose the battles that already have been won

Pretending thereā€™s so much at stake

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, 12 String Acoustic Guitar, Synths, Shaker
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitar
Bill Pollock - Drums
Alex Chapman - Bass

4 No Keys

Traveling could be real

If you had a set of wheels

That you could consider your own

Visit me anytime

Leave your hometown for mine

Iā€™m guessing you probably wonā€™t


With no keys, no car

When times are hard

Stay where you are

No keys, no car


I can blame time and space

For keeping me from your face

Sometimes I wish it would end Maybe itā€™s not so bad

Thinking of talks weā€™ve had

Weā€™re keeping pretty good friends

Ross Brown - 6 Acoustic Guitars, Vocals, Bass, Synth
Glenn Shipps - 12 String Acoustic Guitars, Vocals
Bill Pollock - Drums

5 Anima Mundi

Open channels here

Echoing in my head

When you lean against

My side

Steady nerves appear

Hardly a word is said

Can you be consoled

by the things that I canā€™t hide?


Anima Mundi all around

I want to know what youā€™re giving to me now


Curse the rising tide

A fisher of stormy seas

When I cast the line,

To What depth?

Peering into my

Every reality

Fragile as the time

That passes between each breath

Ross Brown - Electric Guitars, Synths, Bass, Vocals
Bill Pollock - Drums

6 Is This a Locked Room?

Wasting on the couch

I was asked if Iā€™d like to go out

Nonsense, man

Iā€™m still watching movies


I know what itā€™s about

Iā€™m a slave to the habit of doubt

Like my best friends

Iā€™m still chasing groupies


So when a leaf falls

Does it touch the ground?

And when the sun is out

Does it warm my skin?
When the bride calls

Does she receive her groom?

Or is this a locked room?


The jury sure is grim

But the the final verdict is in

Guess Iā€™m guilty now

Thank you all for asking

Stands to reason when

I forfeit before I begin

That I wonder why

Nothing ever happens

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals, Shaker, Tambourine
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitars, 12 String Acoustic Guitars
Bill Pollock - Drums
Alex Chapman - Bass

7 Caught a Feeling

Startled by your nervous reaction

Compromised my attitude


Who knows how any of this happens?

Who knows what any of this means?


Caught a feeling

Made it mine


Stood in line for the latest attraction

Wondered why it made me blue


Don't mind emotions

Most of the times

But I like to choose which ones

Distract me from just being fine

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Vocals
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitar, Vocals
Bill Pollock - Drums
Alex Chapman - Bass

8 Shrimp Etouffee

Face your true north now

Can you keep it the same without a fight?

Taste has faded out

Do you think it can change your appetite?


Shrimp etouffee

Easy going down

Shrimp etouffee

Look who's working now


Ain't that so high brow

You just follow your own home recipe

Bite the hand that feeds

Because it is meat, man

Tastes so good


You've got a full cup

Drink it all up

Steady diet of eating your own

Just so you know

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals, Percussion
Glenn Shipps - Electric Guitar, Bass
Bill Pollock - Drums

9 Winter Coat

Pull the thread

Looking straight ahead

You think it's a bad trick

To only see

What you want to see

Itā€™s magic


I treat you like a winter coat

I need you when it's cold

And nothing else can keep me warm

But come summertime

I'm leaving you behind

There's nothing else I need you for


You want to stay

That's okay

It's a habit

You set the scene

You want the dream

You can have it


We could make a little home

Where it's just us two

Love in a vacuum

And when I want to be alone

All that I'd have to do

Is look away from you


You looks the same when I shut the door

You're my favorite winter coat

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals, Bass, Drums

10 New Generation

Make some space in your mind for the finer things

And adjust what's important to you

Set aside all the dull and the boring

All of this will be passing soon


When the new generation comes

Don't you want to live forever?


All your time spent recording the finer things

In some hopes that we'd see it as you

What's the cost of a life stored in memory?

Can we put you together again?


All the output of your mind

Does it define you?

Is it really you?

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals
Bill Pollock - Drums

11 Air Conditioner

Turn on my air conditioner

Put my jacket on

Enjoy the world I've created

It won't last for long


I'll be in my bedroom

Where my bourbon hides

Don't need more of the great outdoors

It feels good inside


I don't take vacations

My summers don't last that long

I went away somewhere to stay

But I don't know where I've gone


Feel like a cowboy

on the lonesome trail

in the Mild West

where I belong

It's a stupid feeling

I know

But I'm old enough

To realize

That it's not what's going on

Ross Brown - Electric Guitar, Synths, Vocals, Drums
Glenn Shipps - Farfisa
David Seume - Bass

Credits/Notes

Engineered by Mike Nolte at Westend Studios in Kansas City, Kansas.
Additional tracking by Ross Brown at home in Kansas City, MO.
Mixed by Fullbloods at Westend Studios
Mastered by Mike Nolte at Eureka Mastering

Artwork by Shelby Keierleber, photographed by Chris Daharsh
Photographs by Stacey Schmitz

Special thanks to Jerad Tomasino, Mike Nolte, David Seume, The ACBs, and friends + families

All songs written by Ross Brown (Ā©2015 Bargain Hunt Music /ASCAP)

Instruments used:

  • Rickenbacker 325 (1,2,3,4,5,6,7,9,10,11,12)
  • FrankenStrat (1,2,3,4,5,7,9)
  • Gretsch Duo Jet (6,11)
  • Martin D-12 (4,5,8)
  • Mirage B6-E (8,10)
  • Fender Bullet Bass (1,3,4,5,7)
  • Fender Musicmaster Bass (2,6,8,9,10)
  • Rogers Drums (all)
  • Roland Juno 6 (1,2,4,6,8,9,10,11)
  • Moog Minitaur (11)
  • Moog Sub Phatty (1,2,3,4,6)
  • Farfisa Fast 5 (12)
  • Fender and Gibson amps