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Zac Brown : Ride The Sick Horse
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Mellow rock & roll with a couple sad songs
Genre: Rock: Americana
Release Date: 2007
Ride The Sick Horse Record Label: Zac Brown
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Preview Song Name Time Format Price Select
Better Off in Houston 1:22 $0.99
Birds of Prey 3:10 $0.99
Daiser 4:08 $0.99
A Hard One 3:49 $0.99
A Long One 3:13 $0.99
Mary Wants To 2:42 $0.99
Not One Iota 5:36 $0.99
Old Folks 3:03 $0.99
One Question 4:53 $0.99
Solo 2:26 $0.99
Squadron 8 2:45 $0.99
Float 3:17 $0.99
Sunny Day 2:23 $0.99
Warning Shadow 3:01 $0.99
Kings Highway 4:41 $0.99
Youth 2:49 $0.99
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Album Notes

After crossing the country to attend the blessed union of two dear souls I found myself watching over their 3 cats in Astoria Queens as they honeymooned. I decided not to return to Los Angeles and started in on this project.

Ride the Sick Horse is a group of songs taken from my home recordings up until the point my Pro Tools crashed a few months ago. I would say they are my favorites but I listened to the cd the other day and I'll be damned if I know why I included a couple of them. At some point I must have had my reasons and minds change dont they? I'll leave it to your ears to wonder which.

What else can be said about these songs? Some are about longing to be 3 thousand miles away. Some are about longing to be a million miles away. Some are about television crime dramas. Some are just nonsense. Some encompass years of experience and some are about a split second in time. Most of them are about this one girl. It's funny how some wells never run dry.

There's a man on a horse on a road. The road is dirt. The air is hot. The sun is high. The road starts in anticipation and ends in regret. The horse is sick. the man is hungry.

Far from this road, through the dust in the distance there are green hills with wooded vales where animals forage in the shade by the cool trickle of mountain streams.

Think about what a saddle gall must feel like. Consider the wormboil. Hear the horse cough. You would give him an apple, had you an apple to give. Ride on.

The horse's head sags low. The man pulls the reins and turns the pair to face the distant hills. They move off the road and on towards the mirage, into the wilderness.

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