LYRICS
I went to a blues festival
But, it was too sad
Then, I saw some heavy metal
They were too, too mad
May the music move you
Any which way
May the music move you
Every which way
So long as you are grooved
When I went to see some county
It was paved over
Then I went to see classic rock
It was a poor pour [Fab-4] cover (let it flow)
May the music move you
Any which way
May the music move you
Every which way
So long as you are grooved
ABOUT THE SONG
E / A / G / E
E / D
Written and recorded in Paoli, PA and West Chester, PA on October 6, 2012. I stared thinking about the term BluesFest. It kind-of felt like an oxymoron. Ya, know… “Festival Of Sadness”. So, it’s a tongue-in-cheek song about music moving people. Whatever music moves you, may you be moved. In fact, when it’s all said and done… I hope you are grooved from the experience.
Daniel – Vocals, Guitar
From the album The New Old
by Daniel Brouse