Buck II: Where Do You Want It? (NRR119)

by Buck Young

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Kelby A. Thomas
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Kelby A. Thomas Pushed play for the Giant Scorpion-Killing-Red State-Gumby-Dog People, but continued listening for the unhinged, psychedelic, country-western, cactus-flavoured, sound-looping, Zappaesque weirdness and apparent lack of conventional awareness that this is not how accessible music is made. I'm odd that way.
goatqveen666
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goatqveen666 An intimate and sorrowful experience full of stark truth and heavy confessionals. Very much an inward listening experience aimed to cleanse the inner coward and unleash the inner cowboy. Truly beautiful. Favorite track: Bell Jar of Whiskey.
Andrulian
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Andrulian This is an excellent album, it feels like a ride across America through deserts, small town drunken episodes and a return to the wild west.

There's an ambience to the album but also an uneasy feel from choppy, looping elements that often have a glitched or broken feel.

full review: wp.me/p2ZLkE-3qj Favorite track: Ballad of Bruce McClain.
Seanoin Daugherty
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Seanoin Daugherty I'm interested in whom was behind Bell Jar Of Whiskey. definitely need more of this material. Favorite track: Bell Jar of Whiskey.
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Twister 01:49
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On a dull summer night in dirty Bawlmer town Sat with the German and Big Bully after all the bars closed down It was a night like many others in that the three of us were there But this fateful evening, lust to wander filled the air Conversation went to other towns as conversatin’ do From Jacksonville to Oakland town to Kalamazoo Yeah we sat there wondering just what the hell to do Big Bully one point went and said I’ve had it with this dump All these smart mouthed talkers treat me like a chump There ain’t no proper reason for us to stay right here Then he plopped back down onto the ground and cracked another beer I said there’s money west for those with gall to ride the rail There’s tons of work out there if you don’t want no martingale The German spoke and that young bloke said “might too good to be true But all you do Bill is drink your fill and I’ve had it here with you” Big Bully threw his hat down and said what are you implyin’ And the rest of us came after with our hootin’ and our cryin’ Til we found ourselves at the hop out spot waitin for the train to side And that’s how three young tramps set out on that westbound ride Across the burning prairies northwestward we did go Thru the god forsaken country of minnesote-o Somewhere after Fargo we three feared our brakes would fail when after dark we heard our old engine shake rattle and wail But I know my engine’s alright, she’s the US Mountain kind My old engine rocks as she travels through the night It was in the glowing twlilight with Montana on my breath That I swore my life on the BNSF In Havre we unloaded and went down to the saloon It was there we met Old Bruce with teeth as yellow as the moon A lonesome ex-conductor, he paid our tab and took us in Told us his only son was combat wounded in Afghanistan A few rounds of drinks in, the German turned to me Said now I don’t like the cut of this fella’s misery He seems pretty decent but been dealt a hard hand on his luck And if we dawdle here too long I think that we’ll be fucked Big Bully shrugged him off, said can’t we only be so kind To humor this old timer for a night, well all be fine I said “well boys I’m partial to being sported out this way A day or two of free booze and food and we’ll be on our way” Woke up the next morning, Montana sun shone down Old Bruce pulled up his big blue truck and drove us all around He seemed to have so many friends in his small town mountain home We wondered why the way he drives made us think of him alone He took us joyriding with his priest friend on the Res All the while drinkin hard, to which we acquiesced He said “I’m gonna drink my whiskey, I’m gonna drink it and win Doctor said it’d kill me but he never said when!” A drinkin of the whiskey, to pass the time away But “get the jump on me” that distant whistle seemed to say The German dropped a hint that we should sneak off in the night Big Bully wanted to make sure that old Bruce was treated right So we went to bid goodbye to our old conductor friend But Old Bruce, he didn’t like the fact that our time was at an end He cursed our names for leaving, that troubled luckless man He said get the hell out of my town or I’ll kill you if I can! He went down to the train yard in a heated drunken spell And told every man to hunt us down and throw us in a cell For we were dangerous tramps, with guns and knives we roved the rails And the only place for folk like us was in the county jail Thank God for timely freight trains that fly the high line as they will If she hadn’t kept right down the line, we’d be in Montana still She kept right on down the mountain, as her whistle pierced the air And we left that god forsaken town and Old Bruce to his despair So if you meet a man in Havre and old Bruce is his name Beware the whiskey turns on him and he’ll turn on you the same
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9. Long Distance Phone Call Riffs, Crumer, Burke I'm gonna chase this bottle with a long distance phone call I gotta tell this girl what's on my mind and that's all Never mind the sex, but can you believe this text? I'm gonna chase this bottle with a long distance phone call I'm gonna send my ex an indignant email And tell her how it felt when she sent me down that dusty trail And if it winds up in her spam folder, well honey, that'll make me bolder I'm gonna send my ex an indignant email I'm gonna take some time to slide into your DMs You're gonna know how I'm gonna know you've seen him (cuz you don't reply) You left me on read, and now I wish I was dead I'm gonna take some time to slide into your DMs Don't tell me girl that you changed your password I thought it was "loosegoose69" but I mighta misheard I'll put on my Guy Fawkes mask, and I'll hack right into that Don't tell me girl that you changed your password I'm gonna chase this bottle with a long distance phone call I gotta tell this girl what's on my mind and that's all Never mind the sex, but can you believe this text? I'm gonna chase this bottle with a long distance phone call
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Scorpion 16:59
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12. Bell Jar of Whiskey Jones, Burke, Crumer My old man left for the city and I’m feelin bad Might have been I was lying but he said he’d miss me like mad But I’m pained by a sickness that’s a lot less sacred than love The truth of my nature is numbness fits me like a glove I’ve never been given a reason to live life this way But every morning I open my eyes and see grey And there’s always been a man around me to tell me I’m fine But the truth is none of them seemed worth more to me than a dime So here I sit in the twilight of life Crushing my pain with a colt 45 Whiskey pours down from the hole in the sky I’ll tell you right now I don’t care if I die Whatever you thought this would be You’re not getting nothing from me Twisted tea burning a hole in me
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14. Where Do You Want It? Hammer, Jones, Crumer, Dunn, Rae, Burke it was march 31st 2007 spent the day taking pictures for my next record cover in lorena texas where i’d been staying my ex wife wanda tagged along she liked to make me suffer we retired to papa joes texas saloon a bunch of neon beer signs and plastic flags hanging in a wood paneled room there’s a banner there now that says “home of the honky tonk heroes” and i’d guess thats true a beer or two in i met a man named billy coker worked at TXU energy seemed like a liar and a joker he told me his dead cousin had been married to wanda and then told me to shut the fuck up it’s not that i was jealous of wanda’s past that she’d been married before to another man just that he was related to this man talking out of his ass I get more women than a passenger train can haul i’m not jealous now if I were chickenshit, I would have left but i’m not, so i stayed and finished my drink tried to ride out this little test coker stirred my whiskey with a switchblade knife and wiped the blade on my shirt and asked if i wanted to take it outside and i guess i did being the John Wayne type of person that I am i went ahead and got to the door pulled out my .22 to counteract the knife in his hand i asked him “where do you want it?” and then i shot him in the face it was march 31st 2007 spent the day taking pictures for my next record cover in lorena texas where i’d been staying my ex wife wanda tagged along she liked to make me suffer we retired to papa joes texas saloon a bunch of neon beer signs and plastic flags hanging in a wood paneled room there’s a banner there now that says “home of the honky tonk heroes” and i’d guess thats true a beer or two in i met a man named billy coker worked at TXU energy seemed like a liar and a joker he told me his dead cousin had been married to wanda and then told me to shut the fuck up it’s not that i was jealous of wanda’s past that she’d been married before to another man just that he was related to this man talking out of his ass I get more women than a passenger train can haul i’m not jealous now if I were chickenshit, I would have left but i’m not, so i stayed and finished my drink tried to ride out this little test coker stirred my whiskey with a switchblade knife and wiped the blade on my shirt and asked if i wanted to take it outside and i guess i did being the John Wayne type of person that I am i went ahead and got to the door pulled out my .22 to counteract the knife in his hand i asked him “where do you want it?” and then i shot him in the face
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about

When Liberty Bells start ringing in your ears and tell you to head West, by all means load up your booze and heartache and set out chasing the legacy of Mark Twain’s comet or Peter Garland’s Americas. Zoe Burke & Jason Crumer of Buck Young, flush with the wild success of "Proud Trash Sound," wallow through two full LPs on a sentimental Grand Tour, and it doesn’t take long for freedom to unravel.

"Where Do You Want It?” is dedicated to an ambience that is patiently dismantled and left to hang in a state of good-humored but ominous unease--an unease one might well encounter in the company of scorpions and lurking gunslingers. Still, let the booze do the talking and you might muster courage enough to make an inappropriate long-distance phone call, tackle a heist with the ghost of Conlon Nancarrow, or drive headlong into a thundering convulsive twister.

With West Coast Master Joseph Hammer reinventing loops from his well hung Nagra, co-author Burke (of Sapphogeist) belting out cold-sweat fever-dream ballads, and AF Jones providing the Cracker Barrel nostalgia riffs repeated in an intermittent and inevitable slow fade to the bitter end, no dust is left unreturned. Add to that contributions from Vanessa Rossetto, Rosie Rae (Apologist), deadpan narration by Richard Dunn (ffh), Waylon Riffs (facedowninshit) and a little noise from Wyatt Howland (Skin Graft).

Crumer's map is not exactly what you might find for yourself on the same journey. But the gunfights, boozy ballads, twisters of noise and pensive loops do lull long roads into silence, singularly tracing a downward spiral to the end of America.

- Tom Grimley

Art by Brian Blomerth

CD packaged in a light weight, mini version of the LP sleeve to enable affordable shipping overseas when ordered alone.

LP comes with a poster

Edition of 200 black vinyl, 100 yellow vinyl, 100 double cassette, 300 CD

A co-release with Wonderland Media LLC cat # WM013/RENTHIKE003/NRR119

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released September 10, 2019

SEPTEMBER 10, 2019
WONDERLAND MEDIA
NO RENT RECORDS
(WM013) (RENTHIKE003) (NRR119)

Buck Young
Buck II: Where Do You Want It?
Buck Young is: Zoe Burke & Jason Crumer with Joseph Hammer
Recorded October - May 2018-2019.
Mastered by Brent Lambert May 2019 at the Kitchen Mastering, Carrboro NC
Artwork by Brian Blomerth

The players:
Zoe Burke
Jason Crumer
Joseph Hammer
AF Jones
Rose Rae
Richard Dunn
Vanessa Rossetto
Waylon Riffs
Wyatt Howland

1. Woke Up In Reno
Hammer, Crumer

2. Heist (Barrel Tonk for Nancarrow)
Hammer, Crumer

3. Stop Motion Mississippi
Hammer, Jones, Crumer

4. Twister
Howland, Hammer, Crumer, Burke

5. It Is What It Is (incorporated)
Hammer, Jones, Crumer

6. Quiet (on the) Frontier
Hammer, Jones, Crumer, Burke

7. Ballad of Bruce McClain
Jones, Burke

8. Reclusive Kingdom
Hammer, Jones, Crumer

9. Long Distance Phone Call
Riffs, Crumer, Burke

10. Sonoma
Hammer, Jones, Crumer

11. Scorpion
Hammer, Crumer, Burke

12. Bell Jar of Whiskey
Jones, Burke, Crumer

13. Gunslinger's Lurk
Rossetto, Burke

14. Where Do You Want It?
Hammer, Jones, Crumer, Dunn, Rae, Burke

15: O'er The Years
Hammer, Jones, Crumer, Rae

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